It goes Christmas, New Year's Eve, Valentine's Day. Is that fair to anyone who's alone? These are all days you gotta be with someone. And if you didn't get around to killing yourself at Christmas or New Year's, boom! There's Valentine's Day. I think there should be one more after Valentine's Day just called, 'Who could love you?'

I really detest movies like 'Indecent Proposal' and 'Pretty Woman' because they send a message to women that sleeping with a rich man is the ultimate goal and really that's such a small part of it.

I'm all over the place, and I consider myself a bit of a scrounger: 'What will I do next, so I'm not broke?'

Women can really be who they are. I'm about to say the F word, feminist. Often that word has such a negative connotation.

I used to think drinking was the only way to be happy. Now I know there is no way to be happy.

My grandmother, she passed away at Christmas time. So now, I have this built in sadness, you know, every holiday. 'Cause I'm plagued with the thought of, you know, what she would have given me. What didn't I get to open this year?

I'm still going on bad dates when by now I should be in a bad marriage.