I Had A Weird Dream The Other

My First Job Was In Sixth Grade, Sweeping The Clay Tennis Courts At The Yacht Club Near My House, Which I Was Not A Member Of. Always Had To Pay My Own Rent. But I Don't Really Have Any Concept Of How Money Works. I Don't Know How Much Things Cost. Like A Bmw. Or A Quart Of Milk. It's Embarrassing.

Even Having To Do The Amount Of Press That I Have To Do Is Dreadful And Gives Me So Much Anxiety. After Having Done This Whole Slew Of Press For 'big Love,' Now I'll Have Anxiety Dreams For Like A Week And A Half About All The Stupid Things I Said.

From When I Was A Really Small Girl On, I Would Pick Every Fabric, Every Color On The Walls, And I Was Always Redecorating. Like Once Every Couple Of Months I Would Redecorate My Room. I Had A Full Wall That Was All Collage - The Entire Wall - When I Was In Junior High. And Then It Would Kind Of Morph With Me As I Was Growing.

I Find Most Men Don't Like A Lot Of Makeup.

When I Was Younger, I Was Really Anti-hollywood. Now I'm More Accepting Of It Because I'm Less Of A Snob.