The story of my life is in its third season on HBO. Seriously. If my life had been lived by four different characters, this would've been it. I wish I had written it, so that I could've been called The Voice of My Generation, instead of the genius that is Lena Dunham. Grrr. Imagine Sex and the City, but remove the shoes, and instead, add some cellulite and a fair bit of swearing. The result is a ridiculously funny, quirky and clever, yet disturbing show. If you haven't watched it yet, you've missed out big time.