I've Never Met A Deadline

I Used To Refer To My Drug Use As Putting The Monster In The Box. I Wanted To Be Less, So I Took More - Simple As That. Anyway, I Eventually Decided That The Reason Dr. Stone Had Told Me I Was Hypomanic Was That He Wanted To Put Me On Medication Instead Of Actually Treating Me. So I Did The Only Rational Thing I Could Do In The Face Of Such As Insult - I Stopped Talking To Stone, Flew Back To New York, And Married Paul Simon A Week Later.

Me Being An Actor Was An Accident, And Not Something I Wanted To Do, Because I Knew What Happened Eventually. Yeah, Maybe You'd Get Famous, But Then You Wouldn't Be Famous Anymore. Then You'd Have To Scramble To Get Back To Where You Were, And Chances Are, You Wouldn't.

I Guess, As They Say, I Never Acquired A Taste For [caviar].

I Will Usually Be In Denial About That, Too, Because I Really Don't Like That. Sometimes I Will Recognize It And Sometimes Someone Will Say, "are You Okay?" And Then You Think, "oh, Maybe I'm Not."

Actually, Social Drug-taking Went Kind Of Low-key For A Couple Of Years. Probably Because Of Aids, People Got Very Conscious Of Their Health. But It Seems To Be Making A Comeback. Just The Other Night I Was At A Party Where People Kept Disappearing Into The Bathroom Every Few Minutes. I'm Glad I Did All That In My 20s And That I'm Done With It. And That I Wrote About It In Postcards From The Edge.