When I am uneven, I am reasonably pleasant, level-headed, and logistically okay.

When I'm hostile, I pull out the pocketsized tactical thermonuclear warhead. Oh, just for fun!

I do mean well; I just got this hair trigger temper, and anything that's wrong is always someone else's fault. That's just the way it is. I'm not responsible for anything, because, let's face it, it's YOUR responsibilty how I feel. Grow up, get over yourself, and accept your role! If you grovel convincingly, so much the better.

I like aesthetics because it helps me to forget how out of control I am. So, I go for gorgeous. In design, in pyrotechniques. That's who I am.