If someone leaves me a bad review, I briefly fantasize about pushing them down a well.

I never thought I'd enjoy collaborating so much, but turns out it feels like a super power if you collab with the right people.

My family always ate dinner at the table, and we would chat about our day while eating. My parents like to have a few glasses of wine and linger after the meal is over, peeling oranges for dessert while talking. It's lovely.

I think that even at my most anxious, if I have a job to do or a role to fill, I know on some level I can step up and complete it. I mean, I'm probably not going to go bungee jumping anytime soon... but pushing myself to weather some discomfort now and then feels healthy.

I haven't thought too much about the word 'foodie,' but I definitely lie closer to the 'I just need to eat a thing to fuel myself' end of the spectrum. It's not quite a hobby. I don't feel a need to try all the newest restaurants.

It's hard to find things that haven't been said before or drawn before, but I'm trying.

I think being creative is incredibly difficult and painful.

I'm drawn towards people who have a little pathos and a little dark side, and I feel the same towards fictional characters.

A hot dog cut up with ketchup is, like, lunch for me, so I just think it's funny to Instagram it. I just don't want to put that much effort into cooking.

I'm a bad artist. I'm lazy and untalented and bad.