I Love Bridget Fonda.

I Love Food. I Mean, I Really Love Food. I Take Pictures Of My Finest, Funniest And Most Fascinating Dishes, Post Them On Twitter, And Send Them To Friends. I Treat Menus Like Classic Literature, Refusing To Skip Even One Word. I Read The Description Of Every Item, Regardless Of Whether Or Not I'm Interested In Eating It.

I Happen To Be Quite Fond Of Staying Out Late And Sleeping The Day Away.

Everything You've Heard About Canadians Apologizing Profusely For Things They Shouldn't Be Sorry About Is Absolutely True. It Is Both Sweet, Endearing And Worrisome At The Same Time. Having Someone Apologize For No Reason Actually Makes Me Feel As Though I Should Apologize For Their Need To Apologize.

I Love The Smell Of Freshly Cut Grass. It Takes Me Back To Summers In Maine.

I Remember Thinking That People Were Crazy For Reading The Same Book More Than Once, But I Now Have A New-found Appreciation For The Re-discovery Of Literature. The Lessons We Learned From Books In The School Curriculum Are Reinvented And Updated When We Read As Adults.