"I'm BACK, bitches."
"You thought I'd left. You thought I'd sent all my little mind-sprites back to the petting zoo. But no. I only dropped them off at the groomers for a while, and now they are back, telling me what to wear and living on my shoulder and in my ear and occasionally in my hair when I forget to brush it. And someday, probably in 30 years, when EVERYONE is wearing satin bibs as shirts and skirts are illegal if they are longer than seven inches, you will understand that I am not crazy today. I am just ADVANCED. So drink in my sparkling drama cocktail and look forward to the day when the whole world dresses like me. Of course, by then, I will be dressed like Bea Arthur. But I will blow your mind with that one another day. You're not ready now."
"You thought I'd left. You thought I'd sent all my little mind-sprites back to the petting zoo. But no. I only dropped them off at the groomers for a while, and now they are back, telling me what to wear and living on my shoulder and in my ear and occasionally in my hair when I forget to brush it. And someday, probably in 30 years, when EVERYONE is wearing satin bibs as shirts and skirts are illegal if they are longer than seven inches, you will understand that I am not crazy today. I am just ADVANCED. So drink in my sparkling drama cocktail and look forward to the day when the whole world dresses like me. Of course, by then, I will be dressed like Bea Arthur. But I will blow your mind with that one another day. You're not ready now."
