I'm thinking, when I finally go, when my time is up, I'd like to be cremated. Most people when they're cremated, they want their ashes to be released over the ocean or maybe the grave of a loved one. I'd like to be sprinkled over the food of someone I don't like. I think it'd be the ultimate way to say, 'Eat me.'

About a month ago, I got a cactus, and a week later, it died. I got really depressed because I was like, damn, I am less nurturing than a desert.

You know what they say: 'You don't have to swim faster than the shark, you just have to swim faster than the person you're with.'

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