I meet strange people. I guess everybody meets strange people, but the saying is true that it takes one to know one. I'm a strange person by choice-- I have this theory that I came out fairly normal, then, upon seeing the strange that began growing on me like a fungus on my head, I encouraged the weird side of me to grow. To stupid people, or just normal ones, often the concept of a strange person becomes equal to the impression of someone who is interesting. That's what I'm really after. Please, God, do terrible things to me but please don't let me die uninteresting.