I Promote My Own Self-hatred.

I Need To Stay In The Present And Use That New-age Mantra: 'i'm Okay Right Now.' But I Worry About All The Things I'm Failing At Every Moment.

The Real Self And The Public Self Are Intertwined, Like A Tumor Around An Organ, And You Can't Cut The Tumor Or You'll Kill The Organ, So They Live Together, Until The Tumor Chokes The Organ Off - But Which Self Is The Tumor?. Or It's Like Something Out Of Star Trek. The Borg.

Having A Show Get Canceled Is Like, 'oh, You Have Caviar Between Your Teeth,' You Know What I Mean? Because You Had A Show In The First Place.

Something Has Happened Where You Almost Never Grow Up In America. Maybe It's The Greater Wealth.

I Didn't Play Or Like A Lot Of Board Games As A Child. I Liked Playing With My G.i. Joes And Making Up Adventures For Them.