The whole selfie thing is ridiculously narcissistic. If you look at these, my dog's in all of them with me, so...

I had a really good idea for a performance art piece today.  You know those pig masks they sell at the dollar store?

Yes, you are! Let me ask you this: Do you believe that women are people?

Brushing your hair is so American.

I was saying that that was like Beckett, and he thought I was talking about Quantum Leap.

You know that scene in American Beauty where the plastic bag blows in the wind? I think the suburbs have really dismissed the more visceral aspects of that lesson. 

I think writing group is going to be really healing for me.

Don't get me wrong. I love other people's kids. It's just, for myself...

I am enough. I am enough. I am enough. 

It somehow came up that I've done some modeling in the past.

Right now it's more just processing the story. Sort of an artistic pregnancy. We're at the gestation stage, and that's not a process I want to rush. 

I know people think I'm wasting my life here. But I have a dog and that's not something I think they'd really be able to do.

I think a lot of people just misinterpret "Girls."

I'm fine. Really.

I'm not trying to be snobby or anything like that. I just find happy hour a little pedestrian. 

Cramps.

There are people here who actually admit to not liking sushi.

I'm not tired. It's more like a deep-seated inertia. You know?

I liked my sweater this morning, but I don't know...It just seems mallish and derivative now.

I just have a lot of self-doubt today.