I have a medical condition, all right. It's called caring too much, and it's incurable. Also, I have eczema.

Even when I was struggling and had horrible day jobs and wanted to be successful but wasn't finding my way in, I knew what I had to do. I knew I had to keep working at it and keep putting material out there, even if no one was paying me for it.

I had a lot of fans in New York. The press would write about me, but I couldn't get a paying job.

I thought I was going to be like Kevin Spacey in college.

I spend the majority of my time in New York and LA. I feel like a large part of my following and my fans are probably in New York and LA because of the work that I do is very New York-LA-centric. So people do recognize me. But it's nothing overwhelming at all.

It's one thing to be struggling and not really making money in your early 20s and figuring out your life. Early 30s, you start to wonder, is this ever going to happen?

Difficult People? I don't really know. I don't have those metrics.