Woke up this morning to the incredible news that I was nominated for an Emmy, and a shower full of dog poop. Apparently my dog is so excited, she has explosive diarrhea. I truly could not be more thankful to the Emmy voters for including me in this brilliant company of extraordinary women. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go clean up an enormous amount of dog poop out of my shower. Yay!

I hate those people who say 'I don't own a television' - I own one and I watch it whenever I can.

Very often a job will come along that speaks to the place you're in as a person at that very moment. And usually once I've done it I feel like that part is over.

I wouldnt say Malkovich is totally insane, but hes not living in the real world. Hes living in his world, which is a fine world to live in apparently.

One comes to a decision based on what one wants, not based on what one doesn't want. Got it?

See, I don't watch reality television anymore. I watched a little bit of it for awhile, but I found it turned my soul into a black sludge, and I just did not find it healthy or good for me at all, because I would watch it and be disgusted, disgusted.

I feel comfortable in the presence of oddity. Probably because I'm a little bit odd.