Narcissism

I imagine myself at the center of everyone’s decision-making. This makes me vitally important. And profoundly vulnerable.

Anthony Weiner, Charlie Sheen, Donald Trump, and me.

I’m not a writer. But I sure do like when people read my writing.

In which I invite the caring concern of Marina’s friends for her well-being.

I can breathe.

I’m an attention whore. I really like attention. Also, things, ideas, suggestions, stuff.

How I relate to how I’m perceived.

Approval is my drug, and I’ve found a way to deal it to myself in public.

Sofia’s right: I really am difficult. The two dangers of being desired — having instead of getting, and being wanted in the wrong amount.

A Playboy mention, some flattering analytics, and a meditation on what happens when strangers actually stick around.