I'm not extra sensitive to handshakes. I shake hands all the time.

I've never slept with anyone who could help me at all. No one. I wish I had. If anything, everyone I've had sex with has been a real step in the wrong direction.

I'm still proud of a lot of my jokes when I started.

I don't feel any sense of competition at all, and that might be my naïveté, but I don't feel pitted against anyone at all.

I hate false advertising, like 'Skittles: taste the rainbow.' No one's ever been like, 'Rainbow, right you guys?' Or what's Reese's? 'There's no wrong way to eat a Reese's.' Oh, really? Tell that to my uncle who used to put them in my underwear. Alright, maybe your uncles didn't love you.

I feel very open with people, and I'm good at disarming them and having conversations.

It's a weird age. They're like, 'Amy, I'm pregnant.' And I still don't know whether to be like, 'Congratulations,' or 'Do you need a ride?