I haven’t changed my mind. That’s the point! I want to spend my life with you even though it’s totally irrational. And you have short earlobes. Socially and genetically there’s no reason for me to be attracted to you. The only logical conclusion is that I must be in love with you.

Restaurants are minefields for the socially inept

I know this song!’ Rosie laughed. ‘If you didn’t, that’d be the final proof that you’re from Mars.

What would you like?" "A skinny decaf latte." This is a ridiculous form of coffee, but I did not point it out.

Research consistently shows that the risks to health outweigh the benefits of drinking alcohol. My argument is that the benefits to my mental health justify the risks.

But why, why, why can't people just say what they mean?

I could not see the speedometer, and was not accustomed to travelling in an open vehicle, but I estimated that we were consistently exceeding the speed limit. Discordant sound, wind, risk of death—I tried to assume the mental state that I used at the dentist.