If It Was Possible For Me To

I'm Actually Quite Self-sufficient, So It Might Look As If There Isn't Room For Anyone In My Life. That Isn't Entirely The Case.

Occasionally The State Of The Planet Can Knock Me Off My Perky Perch.

I Bet Maurice Gibb's Heart Monitor Was Singing The Tune Of Stayin' Alive.

All My Day Is Spent Dealing With Other People. When I Come Home I Like It To Be Empty. The Presence Of Others In My House Kind Of Annoys Me. I Love Coming Home And Shutting The Doors. I Feel Brain Dead. I'm Relatively Available, But Not To Live With.

I've So Exceeded What I Ever Wanted To Do.