What to say? My friends and family are most important to me. I have been in a committed (and open) relationship with a great guy (Jack aka Smoosh Monkey) for 11 years this November (2005).
I am a self-loathing narcissist who realizes he is meaningless in the grand scheme of the universe. Though I see that the universe revolves around me, I am aware that it may just be a coincidence. Did I mention the delusions of grandeur?