It's That I Wasn't Suited To Do

A Good Compromise Is When Both Parties Are Dissatisfied

I Tolerate Lactose Like I Tolerate People.

Pretty Good. Pretttttttty, Pretttttttttty, Pretttttty Good.

I Have No Sense Of Well-being. There's No Chance The Well Will Run Dry.

It Has To Do - I Think - With Growing Up In An Apartment, With My Aunt And My Cousins Right Next Door To Me, With The Door Open, With Neighbors Walking In And Out, With People Yelling At Each Other All The Time.