Okay, 'Best Party Ever' -- to me, that's like saying 'Best Gym Ever' or 'Best Nature Documentary Ever,' like how good can it really be?

The male capacity for turning the negative into a compliment is really alarming.

We're the last f - ing people who have a f - ing opinion on what you should do with your body. Anything that makes your day easier, as long as you're not feeding your baby crack in milk, is really good by us.

I think what people really hate is to be caught by surprise by criticism.

I felt like my parents were always involved with abstraction, and I wanted to do something very specific.

I should do the things that make me feel cool and smart. As I get older, I'm realizing more and more that it doesn't really matter if I'm good at it, it just matters that I try. My own effort, my own willingness, are becoming what's appealing to me.

Escapism for me can come in the form of someone else's reality.