I Wanna Smoke Pot, But I Can't,

I Don't Even Have Voice Mail Or Answering Machines Anymore. I Hate The Phone, And I Don't Want To Call Anybody Back. If I Go To Hell, It Will Be A Small Closet With A Telephone In It, And I Will Be Doomed And Destined For Eternity To Return Phone Calls.

I Just Think Happiness Is What Makes You Pretty. Period. Happy People Are Beautiful. They Become Like A Mirror And They Reflect That Happiness. If Somebody Walks In The Room And They're Drop-dead Gorgeous And Sexy, It's Really Fun To Look At. But If Someone Is Giving Of Their Spirit And They Make You Laugh And Feel Good, That's A Whole Other Level Of Beauty.

I Used To Look In The Mirror And Feel Shame, I Look In The Mirror Now And I Absolutely Love Myself.

When I Did 'e.t.,' It Sort Of Solidified The Only Family I Know Are These Film Crews. These Gypsies. These Filmmakers. That Was The Solidification And The Clicking Revelations Of 'this Is What I Want To Do With My Life And This Is Where I'm Going To Survive.'

I Just Want To Make Sure I Have A Sense Of Balance Between Work And Life, Because Work Is My Life And The Lines Can Get Really Blurry.