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My mom knows pretty well how I see her.
I’m ridiculous in my oversharing my mom and sister are very open but a little more judicious than me… and my father is a decidedly private person.
I just hope that I continue to keep a line between my private life and who I play, even if they are closely intertwined, and so I’m careful. I don’t even know where my line is, but I know I have a line.
I would go to work from 9 to 6, go home, nap for two hours, then write from 8 to 2 a.m.
I mean, I – it’s so funny, I am, you know, I am, you know, a working woman out in the world, but I still live with my parents half the time. I’ve been sort of taking this very long, stuttering period of moving out.
There’s always an article coming out, saying, ‘The new thing is funny women!’
It’s funny, I never considered that people are going to see me on the show and maybe stop me on the subway.
I never thought of myself as like, a funny person.
My weight fluctuates depending on my mood and my current devotion to my fitness routine.
None of my actions have ever sort of been motored by the search for a husband or wondering if I was going to have a family someday or wanting to live in a really great house or thinking it would be really great to have a diamond.