I'm a pretty well-read person. I read my paper every morning.

I read in the paper that I'd slashed my wrists. But I didn't.

scared to read my paper, can't look at TV.

If I'm working this hard in the morning, I'd prefer it be because my man has woken me up with an eight-inch nudge.

I'm not a morning person.

I'm relieved that after all these years of doing atrocity work, I still cry my eyes out every time I read the paper in the morning. It's surprising, actually.