I'm Not One To Air

When I'm Writing My Blog, I Think Of Myself At 13 Years Old, Back In St. Louis, Daydreaming About Hollywood.

I Don't Know If This Is True Of Everyone, But I Have This Relationship With My Parents Where, Despite However Mature Or Articulate Or Grown-up I Think I've Become, As Soon As I Go Home, I Turn Into This Petulant 13-year-old, Especially With The Tone Of My Voice.

I'm A Lover Of Lists And Five-year Plans And Excel Spreadsheets. Any Way That I Can Have Any Control Over The Direction My Life Is Going, I Gravitate Towards That.

I Think We All Spend, Sometimes, More Time At Our Jobs Than We Do At Home, And There Are People That We Wouldn't Necessarily Choose To Spend So Much Time With. So Those Irritations And Those, Just Those Situations I Think Are Really Relatable.

With "the Office," They Said, "we Don't Want Anyone We Recognize, So Give Us Unknown Actors," And I Think That Was The Break That I Needed. Because I Went In And I Got The Role.