I Really Don't Want To Thank My

It's Like I Have A Loaded Gun In My Mouth And I Like The Taste Of Metal

I Need A Lot Of Support... Life Is Really Hard, And I Don't See Some Active Benevolent Force Out There. I See It As Basically A Really Cool Survival Game. You Get On The Right Side Of The Tracks, And You Now Are Actually Working With What Some People Would Call Magic.

Nothing Will Serve You Better Than A Strong Work Ethic. Nothing. And It's Something That You Can't Teach. You Have To Be Thrown Into It, Where You're Going To Sink Or Swim. It's Amazing How Self-correcting And How Clarifying A Good, Hard, Shitty Job Can Be. Because At The End Of The Day, Any Profession I've Seen Anybody In, When You Peer Behind The Curtains Of Oh, Wouldn't That Be A Great Job? Wow, What An Amazing Thing, A Philanthropic Endeavor! It Really Just Comes Down To It's A F**king Grind.

I'm Not Used To Feeling Like I Belong Where I Am.

I Saw School Of Rock, And I Was Like, Why Haven't I Worked With Richard Linklater Already? Then By The Time I Got Him I Was Like, I'm Really Pissed Off I Feel Like You Owe Me Some Retroactive Swag. He Gave Me The 10-year Anniversary "dazed And Confused" T-shirt, Which I Still Wear With Relish.