While Awaiting Sentencing, I Decided To Give

I've Always Felt, And I Don't Like To Say This Because I Sound Like An Ex-patriot, I Always Feel Quite A Bit More Comfortable Sometimes In Canada. For A Variety Of Reasons. I Just Think It's A Politer Place. Kind Of. You Don't Have Quite The Population To Deal With But You Don't Immediately Get Into Skirmishes With Everybody. If You Had Any Passport, Any Terrorist Would Let The Canadians Off The Plane.

I Have Way Too Many Commitments. I Get Pulled In Too Many Directions And I Never Seem To Be Able To Satisfy Anybody. People Get Turned On By Knowing A Celebrity, Even My Friends And Family. They Feel That There's Something Exciting About Me, But In Reality There's No Substance To It. People In Airports Just Hold On To Me Expecting Something And It Seems That I Always Come Up Empty. It's Frustrating Because I'm Trying To Please Everybody, And Ya Just Can't Do That ... At Least I Can't.

I Am A Thespian Trapped In A Man's Body.

I Blend Memories. I Blend Them Into One That's Funny. I Exaggerate To Clarify.

Men Aren't Allowed To Have Self-esteem, Because We're Already Supposed To Have All The Power.... But Most Men Earn Less Than They Want, Barely The Minimum Wage. They're Drones. They Do Stuff They Don't Want To Do To Support Their Families, And They're Not Sure Why They Do It. They Don't Know What They're Doing Half The Time, And Any Time We Stick Up For Ourselves, We're Pigs Because We Don't Know How To Articulate Our Frustrations And Joys.