Someday you're really going to have to describe to me in more detail what life is like on the planet you live on. Because it sounds really great, and I'd like to visit there one day.

And eternity is a long time. So if you have to spend it with someone I could see wanting to spend it with someone impossible...but interesting.

I stare at her, as dumbstruck as if she'd just admitted she's a Scientologist with an invitation to join Tom and Katie on the spaceship when it shows up.

Because when you love something, you want to do it all the time, even if no one is paying you for it. At least that's how I felt about drawing.

I just want to let you know that when I look into my future, I see nothing but you.” That’s what Chaz had whispered in my ear at some point during the wedding last night. Then he’d whispered. “And you’re not even wearing Spanx.

Friend Tim shakes hands with Perfect Specimen of Mankind. Will never wash right hand again.

In a way, I was incredibly proud of her (not that I had any intention of letting it show while I was beating the crap out of her).