My Mother's Career Was Over At 40

Then I Overdosed At 28, At Which Point I Began To Accept The Bipolar Diagnosis.

I've Got To Stop Getting Obsessed With Human Beings And Fall In Love With A Chair. Chairs Have Everything Human Beings Have To Offer, And Less, Which Is Obviously What I Need. Less Emotional Feedback, Less Warmth, Less Approval, Less Patience And Less Response. The Less The Merrier. Chairs It Is. I Must Furnish My Heart With Feelings For Furniture.

I Like Having Written Better Than I Like Having Acted.

I Can't Say That Period Talk Is My Favorite Bonding Arena. But I Also Think It's Sort Of Funny.

I Guess I Do Carry A Bit Of Male Energy. It's Like What I Always Say - Two Yangs Don't Make A Right.