Here's where I luck out: I'm really computer illiterate.
I couldn't have found a better man than Brad. He still opens doors for me and brings me flowers. He's the sweetest goofball on the planet.
I think when you're off the clock, you should be off the clock.
Once you figure out who you are and what you love about yourself, I think it all kinda falls into place.
I feel sexy in my jeans and wearing my boyfriend's T-shirt.
You hit the wall almost right when you get up to the top. If there's a female writer being suggested to do a rewrite on a script, it's always the big boys going, "Mm, let's go with [a man]..."