conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the first five paragraphs for a book with the title 'Ttfn'?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Ttfn
  To all the girlies—and yes! even a few guys!—who shared their IMs with me or emailed me about life in general. Yahootie!!!
  SnowAngel: | i have a total adrenaline buzz going, even tho i am completely and thoroughly exhausted. my muscles r gonna be crazy sore tomorrow.
  SnowAngel: | we could call it the winsome-threesome workout-of-the-century. we cld make an exercise video and rake in oodles of cash.
  SnowAngel: | i told chrissy what we did, and she was like, "u ran up the escalator at peachtree center? that super-duper long one?"
  SnowAngel: | i nearly lost it when maddie stopped for a breather and the escalator took her down, down, down. she was all, "noooo! i'm losing ground!"
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is five more paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: SnowAngel: | i got u something better. i got u lots of stuff, actually—u and zoe both. from chinatown i got u guys candy, like Hello Kitty suckers and gum in weird flavors like cantaloupe and blueberry. and from the ferry building, which is this place down on the waterfront, i got u both boxes of the most awesome chocolates in the world, called Scharffen Berger chocolates. i got u a mix-and-match assortment with infusions of lavender and chile—which sounds gross, but it's not—and i got zoe a box of these super-thin pear slices dipped in dark chocolate. i hope u guys like them.
  SnowAngel: | i like the smell, it's just chrissy who doesn't. anyway it doesn't matter, cuz they feel so lovely and warm.
  SnowAngel: | i just hope all the girls aren't like glendy. i have to spend tomorrow night with her, cuz mr. boss invited our whole family over for new year's eve, and of course my dad said yes.
  SnowAngel: | can u imagine a worse way to ring in the new year? i begged my dad to let me stay home, but he refused.
  SnowAngel: | she got defensive, and then i felt bad for bringing it up. and then... i dunno. i decided to let it go.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the last three paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Best advice? Sheesh. Imagine life is like this: You're waiting at a red light. You're stuck there. You didn't choose to be, but there you are. How are you going to spend your time? Bitching and moaning and looking at your watch, or thinking INTERESTING thoughts? Looking at the beautiful sky? Laughing at a joke? So, use this life WISELY—we're dead a lot longer than we're alive—and leave the universe a better place than when you got here.
  And finally, huge hugs and thanks to Maria Middleton for giving this baby its sparkly new updated look!
  Want to check out what Angela is listening to? Go to <http://www.laurenmyracle.com/site/ttfn.html> for an exclusive Internet Girls playlist, curated by Lauren Myracle!