Her year started out great. She had just ended a stint on "Saturday Night Live." she had just divorced her husband, and, most importantly, she had finally purchased her dream-house. Life looked good. The future seemed promising. And she had it all planned. Until... God said, "HA!" Her brother got sick. And so he moved in. Her parents got worried. And so they moved in. She had all she could take. And so she moved to the couch. The dream-house was suddenly over-run and she once again became a child. She found herself sneaking cigarettes, plotting to fool around with her boyfriend "while mom and dad are out." and defending her right to buy "fancy spaghetti sauce." And then, Julia's life started to really unravel...