No, um, I have a rabbit.

I have always wanted a bunny and I'll always have a rabbit the rest of my life.

I have a lot of fake food in my apartment, but I'm picky about it. Old plaster food, like from the '50s is really nice, hollowed out paper-mache food from old plays - the new stuff just looks too good.

I want witchcraft so bad that I can't stand it. I have wands in my apartment. And I use them sometimes. I walk into the kitchen with my wand, and I come out with something on a platter and I say, 'See, magic happens.' Works every time.

I'm drawn to people who look different. I'm not exploiting. I'm not making fun of them. I'm drawn to them.

Sometimes losing a pet is more painful than losing a human because in the case of the pet, you were not pretending to love it.