Being Me Right Now Is Sort Of

I Think We All Have A Dream Of What It Would Be Like Not To Work And Grow Heirloom Tomatoes, And I Do Have That Dream, It Would Be Lovely. I Do Love Gardening And All Of That, But I Do Love My Work.

I Am Not Too Keen On My Nose, I Don't Like My Knees, I Hate My Ankles, I Am Unsure About My Behind, I Don't Like My Legs At All. I Am Not Too Sure About My Chin, My Forehead Is A Bit Dodgy. But, Overall, I Can Live With It.

There Isn't A King Lear For Women, Or A Henry V, Or A Richard Iii. You Reach A Level Where You Can Handle That Stuff Technically And Mentally, And It's Not There.

Like Journalists. The Police Have An Extremely Sick Sense Of Humor, Very Guarded, Very Private, Very Male, Which They Need To Survive On An Everyday Level. I Don't Think Anyone Has Ever Managed To Tap That On The Screen - It Would Actually Be Too Shocking.

I'm Under The Impression That This Notion Of Decency Is Disappearing From Our Society Where Conflicts Are Made Worse On Cinema And On Television, Where People Are Nasty And Cruel On The Internet And Where, In General, Everybody Seems To Be Very Angry.