Vice columnist and toilet-mouthed vixen of the popular Dear Diary columns. This is her first book based on those columns and, heya, comes out just in time for summer bikini waxing season.

"OMG, this the best concept for a book ever...Dear Diary is totally going to be the next Ask Alice, and if you don’t already own it, get it now." -JANE Magazine

"Here’s your chance to have all the benefits of a tortured adolescence without the shitty childhood. Congratulations!" --Sarah Silverman

TRUE STORIES!

"I hate my life" is teen speak for "Things are going pretty good." When Lesley wrote about Sheryl Rosenthal (it’s funny how you remember everyone’s first and last name like that) making her feel "retarded" back in the 6th grade, the world was a dark, lonely place and she could see no light at the end of the tunnel. When she discovered heroin, things got even worse. Today, with the perspective of only rock bottom can give you, Lesley looks back at the apocalypse that was adolescence and asks, "What the hell was I talking about?" The book is a collection of a girl’s funniest diary entries from 12 to 25 years old. She updates each entry by tracking down the people involved and asking awkward questions like, "Do you remember when I tried to beat you up?" Sometimes old friends apologize. Sometimes they become new enemies. No matter who she talks to about he days we all discovered sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll, one thing become abundantly clear: Boys are totally immature.