I Promote My Own Self-hatred.

I Grew Up In Northern New Jersey - The Banlieue Of New York - And I Now Live In Brooklyn. I Am Separated From My Parents By About 50 Miles, But Really There Is Almost No Distance Between Us. I Speak To Them Nearly Every Day.

I've Always Been Intrigued By Stockholm Syndrome. Reminds Me Of My Childhood.

The Real Self And The Public Self Are Intertwined, Like A Tumor Around An Organ, And You Can't Cut The Tumor Or You'll Kill The Organ, So They Live Together, Until The Tumor Chokes The Organ Off - But Which Self Is The Tumor?. Or It's Like Something Out Of Star Trek. The Borg.

I Am Part Of A Vast Generation Of People Who Perpetually Live As If They Just Graduated From College.

I Didn't Play Or Like A Lot Of Board Games As A Child. I Liked Playing With My G.i. Joes And Making Up Adventures For Them.