I love food. I mean, I really love food. I take pictures of my finest, funniest and most fascinating dishes, post them on Twitter, and send them to friends. I treat menus like classic literature, refusing to skip even one word. I read the description of every item, regardless of whether or not I'm interested in eating it.

I used to hate working out - until I learned how to do it properly.

People ask me about fighting in real life and, honestly, it wouldn't look as graceful as it does in film and TV.

I can never find a movie I want to watch, even though I've got hundreds to choose from.

Why do I always choose the shopping cart with the squeaky wheel? Is it my bad luck, or are all the carts dysfunctional?

I'm obsessed with making lists.

I'd like to do a comedy, actually. I think it would be great to do a sitcom or something like that. I'm pretty much open to anything.