What is your idea of perfect happiness?Unmade bed surrounded by books, writing utensils, and the dog; a plate of demolished toast with butter on my chest; loved ones puttering not too close but not too far.
What is your greatest extravagance? I’m quite frugal, but my dog has a whole staff.
Which living person do you most despise? That bitch knows who she is.
What is your motto? (Shrugs) “I didn’t ask to be born.”