Every Time I Make A Plan, God

I Could Release Myself Into Acting In A Way That I Was Not Released Socially.

I Imagine Like Most Of Us That I'd Like Obscene Amounts Of Money But The People I Met And Worked With Who Have Those Obscene Amounts Of Money And Have Obscene Amounts Of Fame Have Awful Lives. Really. I Mean Hideously Compromised Lives. And I Can Go Anywhere. No One Knows Who I Am.

It Seems A Bit Weird To Call Someone Your Girlfriend When You Have A Child.

I Get Some Of The Nicest Fan Mail You Could Imagine. Also When I'm Up For An Award, My Fans All Vote Online And Then They'll Boast To Each Other About How Many Thousands Of Times They've Clicked My Name. Their Thumbs Must Be Bleeding!

I'm Still Spending My Working Life Trying To Mine People's Souls And Now They're Complimenting Me In Reviews On The Amount Of Time I Spend In The Gym. On The Definition Of My Triceps.