People want me to say that I'm sick of playing Leia and that it ruined my life. If my life was that easy to ruin, it deserved to be ruined.
Anything you can do in excess for the wrong reasons is exciting to me.
No, as it turns out, I really like being congratulated on my weight loss. I like it so much, it's tragic.
I waited for my daughter, Billie, to come to me with her troubles - but I'm glad I didn't hold my breath.
If my life wasn't funny, it would just be true, and that's unacceptable.
I am mentally ill. I can say that. I am not ashamed of that. I survived that, I'm still surviving it, but bring it on. Better me than you.
