They say, I am an acquired taste, and I cannot disagree. It's like Cubist Art or Surrealism; utter nonsense to the rookies but full of meaning to a connoisseur. That's me: Arrogant, introvert, vengeful, billigerant, stuck-up, and everything negative known to humans on the outside; but the exact opposite to those who take the pain to step into my Inner Circle.
At 5'7" with a slimmer-than-average frame I am not your Apollo and, with no distinguishing social skills, not your ideal dandy either. I am not the heart and the soul of your parties, nor am I the Woody Allen with unlimited entertainment. To make things worse, I'm no saint either. I have done things I am not terribly proud of.
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