You Have This Way Of Making Me

Mom Always Tells Me To Celebrate Everyone's Uniqueness. I Like The Way That Sounds.

I Always Feel Like I'm In The Five To Ten Pound Struggle, But My Life Is So Busy. I'm Just Not That Concerned, Really. I'm Normal And I'm Perfectly Happy Being That Way. Some Weeks I'm Like, 'man, My Clothes Are Fitting So Good' And Then Some Weeks I'm Like, 'i Need To Cut Back On A Few Things,' But That's It. I Don't Fall Into The Trap Of Having To Be 110 Pounds.

I'd Seen Sage Bleed. I'd Made Sage Bleed. Not That It Hurt Him Any; He Healed So Quickly...in Smaller Doses It Has Incredible Healing Powers. Ben's Voice Rang Out In My Head. I Remembered He Said That Earlier, About...the Elixir Of Life.the Crackpot, Completely Bogus, Absolutely Insane Elixir Of Life.did It Actually Exist? Had Sage Had Some? Enough To Keep Him Alive, Young, And Speed-healing For The Last Five Hundred Years?and If So, Had He Used That Time To Find One Woman, Again And Again In Different Incarnations, To Love Her...or Destroy Her?

I Know I Can Handle Dramatic Roles, But I Don't Think I Should Have To Play A Young Mother On Crack To Prove It.

Clea And I Were Touring One Of The Cathedrals In Italy, And In Front Of The Whole Tour I Go 'that's So Cute! Look, They Have Birdbaths In The Church!