is not "mini-drool" material, yet my warped mind has relegated him thus through likeable and interesting characters he has played. There are many other circumstances of this happening. Thing is, so often I love being alone. Mostly it makes me happy. I sit, or lie, just pondering the universe. Then there are times, I realise I have been alone, trapped in my own thoughts, for too long. A real perversion has taken over. Strange and terrifying thoughts have occupied my mind, and without any form of release have perpetuated into worrying proportions.
