Sense and sensebility . two things that dont come to me regularly ,except when i am drunk.
Divine intervention is needed to further my career as a consummate faffer.Cant seem to find reason . dont even know where to look for it . For the inside of my mind is like a set of fried circutary and the oustide is equally eccentric. Teeming with minions looking for reason and some who dont even know that they should look for reason. Criptic messages hang over every one of them and I am the only one trying to decipher them , sending out warning messages as I approach as they fear me most. People always seem to think that they are different and I would be more than glad to break their glass house.