I ran to Rachel [Comey]'s show and on the way I found a potted tree - an umbrella tree - on the street. I always think things are going to be way more intimate than they are and there aren't going to be a lot of people around. I don't know why I think this. I'm always shocked at what a hoopla things are. They were like, 'Hurry up.' So I put the tree down and I see Rachel and she's like, 'Hurry up, sit down.'

I would like a nice, powerful, mind-altering substance. Preferably one that will make my unborn children grow gills.

I like bears. I like bear people. I like bear-type men.

I think movies are now like going to a museum and seeing the latest exhibit - people just aren't going. It really is a dying art form. It feels frustrating.

I don't have a publisher yet, so I'm not in the process of that next stage and I don't know what that's going to look like. So I feel like I finished stage one [with my book].

I watch soap operas. I bake brownies. Normalcy is coursing through my veins.

I don't Twitter, although sometimes I think that I should.