I'm a workaholic, and a lot of girls don't know how to deal with a workaholic.
I think I'm a workaholic, but I'm a workaholic that is loving his work.
For quite a while I called myself a workaholic. I was proud of that label. Then one day it hit me; a workaholic is a label for an unproductive person.
You know, I'm kind of a wild crazy workaholic guy.
I'm a workaholic. My listeners, I think, they know me as a workaholic already. But, you know, work is my love.
I love writing, and I think I'm kind of a workaholic. I'm happiest when I'm working.
I'm a workaholic. I would not pretend to be anything else. I rarely go to bed before one o'clock in the morning. I might kind of have a spa between half-past twelve and one and relax, and that's when I do my thinking, or my non-thinking. That's when I have a bit of space for myself.
My mom and I are like sisters. We kind of grew up together. She always treated me as an adult. I never had curfew. She's a workaholic, like I am. We're not super family-oriented people, you know?