When my stepfather died, I just kind of fell apart. I felt pretty vulnerable, like there literally could be no tomorrow.

I never dated much in high school or college.

MySpace is a great way to keep in touch with friends who you don't care enough about to actually have a conversation with, why bother calling to say "how are you," when you can just surf their page and post an mpeg of a guy farting on his cat.

My school of thought is, anything goes, but I can't do that anymore.

I wish I had that carefree lifestyle. But I guess I'm more private, and more inside.

With Saturday Night Live you're looking for any hook, any way to stay on the show.

People come and go around you, but you're never the one getting the big stuff. I like that.