I'm writing a book

I have delusions of adequacy.

I know all the right answers.
Nobody seems to know the right questions.

I enjoy hitting people who enjoy kicking cranky old ladies. I'm armed, buster. Heavy duty cane. Kick at your own risk.

You'd have to move to Aust for it to work out between us


sorry my mistake

I'm normal and reasonable.

I think that makes me the odd man out here

I am Dorothy, the small and meek.

just the usual cat-loving convict!

a little brid told me you suffer haha delusions of gender you ineluctably and ineffably charming persona WHO WILL FOREVER SPEW YOUR TIRESOME VERBOSITY but enuf about me what of my selves burning more brightly than the insignificant stars in the night sky i don't ask you i tell you and as I know it all the answer is in words or a number of the best

Will you need a poltergeist writer with paranormal experience?

Interesting. How do you go about acting like a hampster.

Each moment once.

I am easily distracted by flattery. Or chocolate. Or airline tickets. What was it you were asking?

ISBN: is binned

And I enjoy being hit by people who enjoy kicking cranky old ladies

There is nothing small or meek about you, lady

I have done this before....

I sit on the train and then pretend to lick my "paws" (which are actually hands) then I take my paws and quick rub them from the back of neck to over my head - hamsters clean themselves this way all the time. Then I sit up with my paws bent just under my chin and squint up my eyes and turn my head around quickly.

People tend to move away from you when you act that way and then you get a comfortable non-squishy seat.

I don't do this any more as I now drive to work...and my kids get mad at me when I do such things.

i am woman hear me roar



wait a minute, that can't be right

I'm self obsessed and pretentious.

My disorder is actually acknowledged in the motherfucking DSM-IV: it is called Tourette's Syndrome.

okay i think i have it now

i am like life, the great mystery, the endless enema

enema, hmmm, i might mean enigma

no, should probably stick with enema

Hive bin in vited to this evening's Mensa me ting, but hiven't Reese Ponded yet.

What does it say about me?

I've a faux n' ethic problem...