On any given weekend, I prefer to spend my nights with the characters I'm creating rather than acting jolly with most of the people I know.

Don't get me wrong.  My friends are wonderful.

But we've been there. We've done it all.  For years.

What I need to hear are my newest fake children... fighting and trying and laughing and fucking and dying.

In other words, I'm happier inside my head than at the pub or at a potluck supper slash barbecue slash get together.