And As Always Seems To Happen When

I'm A Very Neat Monster.

I Am Unlovable...i Have Tried To Involve Myself In Other People, In Relationships, And Even - In My Sillier Moments - In Love. But It Doesn't Work. Something In Me Is Broken Or Missing And Sooner Or Later The Other Person Catches Me Acting Or One Of Those Nights Comes Along.

Anybody Can Be Charming If They Don't Mind Faking It, Saying All The Stupid, Obvious, Nauseating Things That A Conscience Keeps Most People From Saying. Happily, I Don't Have A Conscience. I Say Them.

And As We Should All Know By Now, Anytime You Predict Failure You Have An Excellent Chance Of Being Right.

Of Course, Having Information To Use Is One Thing. Knowing What It Means And How To Use It Is A Different Story.