sleepyhollowjacks asks: I was reading your chain of tweets about Paxil and had a question. One of the conditions that...
The man at the deli counter gave me a piece of cheese to eat while he sliced my cheddar so basically I’m in love.
“Stopping was death. Stopping meant you’d given up and turned the keys of the world over to other people. The only option for a creative person was...
I Want To Hear Your Heart/I Think It’s Broken
Chicken salad or tuna/what’s the difference is a terrible tagline, except it might work on Veep....
Pouring myself a glass of whiskey and toasting to the fact that the book I thought I would never finish writing is now officially out.
These two were facing each other. Conversating.