I Had To Do Two Roles In

You Have This Weird Thing Where You End Up Trying To Fight Against This Faceless Blob, Where The More You Hate It, The Bigger It Gets, Because It's All In Your Head.

What Worries Me The Most Is That I Don't Know When My Patience Will Run Out, When I'll Finally Do Something Really Stupid. Wait And See.

I Don't Think That I Would Ever Do Serenade To Be Romantic. You Have To Have So Much Balls To Do That.

All The Time. A Few Months Ago I Came Really Close To Losing It, I Was Getting Really Paranoid. And Then I Started A New Job, Things Fixed Themselves. I Can't Turn My Back On The Situation And Ignore It. If Tomorrow I Say: "okay, I've Had Enough, We're Stopping Everything" It Won't Change Anything. Might As Well Try To Accept It And Stay Zen As I Have No Control Over It.

You Can Put A Dog In A Scene And Everyone's Going To Be Better, I Guarantee It. And If They're Not Better, Just Shoot The Dog.