I'm writing a book. I've got the page numbers done.
I'm not superstitious, but I am a little stitious.
I'm not lazy, I'm just on energy-saving mode.
I'm not clumsy, it's just the floor hates me, the tables and chairs are bullies, and the wall gets in the way.
I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places. He told me to quit going to those places.