I'm sorry. I just totally ruined that moment, didn't I?

I am so lame. That was like really... I am...

- I know. - "Nice to meet you. Can I use you?"

Mm. I lied again.

And I like you.

And I like it.

- I feel so used.

I gotta go. l...

I'm not saying I don't cry. But in-between, I laugh.

I didn't cry at my mother's funeral. I tried, you know?

I had a seizure at the law office where I work.

No, I mean, I've had this since I was a baby.

- You know what I do when I feel completely unoriginal? - What?

Great job, man. I mean, I thought you were really retarded.

I fired my psychiatrist. I gotta go find a new one.

I don't know. But I miss the idea of it, you know?

I don't do anything Jewish. I don't go to temple or anything.

About random stuff too. I don't even know why I do it.

I mean, I'm weird, man.

I don't know. I'm sorry.