Because I am an inhuman monster, I tend to be logical.

And so as much as I can, I care about her, dear Deborah. It's probably not love, but I would rather she were happy.

Why bother inflicting enormous pain on yourself when sooner or later Life would certainly get around to doing it for you?

I was filled with dread at the thought my mind had skipped town and left me behind to pay the rent." --Dexter

First things first has always been my motto, mostly because it makes absolutely no sense - after all, if first things were second or third, they wouldn't be first things, would they? Still, cliches exist to comfort the feeble minded, not to provide any actual meaning.

But as I have noticed on more than one occaision, life itself is unfair, and there is no complaint department, so we might as well accept things the way they happen, clean up the mess, and move on.

The faster it ran away from me. And I found myself reasoning that perhaps one more beer would unlock the doors of perception.