Funny, that no matter where you are in the world, there's always someone eager to help you destroy yourself.

It's a spooky thing to be left alone inside an angry innerverse.

I can remember every outfit I wore to every party going back to 1983.

I can be an incredibly fabulous person, and I don't have to be in the highest heels, the tallest wig, the skimpiest outfit.

I give you bitter pills, in a sugar coating. The pills are harmless - the poison's in the sugar

I was definitely the oddball freak show in school.

So let's start at the very begining (a very good place to start...)