I'd like to be called Ransom Spunk or Spunk Ransom.
I have a natural propensity to work on big piles of poop.
Everyone just screams and screams and screams. I have accepted it as real now, but it still feels surreal.
New York seems very very foreign to me, like more foreign than almost anywhere in America, and almost anywhere in the world, I find it like one of the most overwhelming places.
Honestly, I didn't think that I would be recognized so easily.
It's fun to deal with the terror and the huge highs and lows of things. We're still getting massive surprises, anytime there's any Twilight-related event or anything.