I'm Sure Most People Have

Here Was Long Period On My Life When I Was Very Disappointed By The Fact I Wasn't Gay. Because I Grew Up Going To Gay Clubs, Living In New York And La, Both Very Gay Cities.

It's Almost Like A Sign Of Mental Illness To Base Your Self-worth On The Opinions Of Complete Strangers, You Know?

My Uncle Is From Argentina, So I Grew Up Hearing Spanish. My Spanish Isn't Very Good, But My Pronunciation Isn't Terrible.

The Worst Case Scenario Is You Really Like Someone's Work, Then You Meet Them And They're A Self-involved, Entitled Douchebag.

If Someone Writes A Nice Review Of My Record, I Feel Like I Should Take Them Out To Dinner Or Go Over And Clean Their Apartment.