I have a very vivid memory.

I've had a lot of arguments with people, but it's never really gotten physical.

I thought it would be funny to go to my Korean dry cleaner and ask her about my head shot, as if it's the most important thing in the world, and as if it's something that everyone should weigh on because it's important to me.

I am invisible in gay bars.

I couldn't just get up every day and be miserable and complain.

I'm not much of a dancer.

I can tell when somebody recognizes me, and I try to avoid those people.