Mark Oliver Everett

Historically speaking, if I was in a room and there was someone in that room who could make my life an utter hell on earth, I would find that person, hope they would engage me in conversation, feel like I'd found the lost piece to my puzzle, see pictures in my head of us waking up together, our children, our adjoining burial spots fifty years down the line and I'd truly believe that it was all for the best. For some reasons, God made the women I'm attracted to crazy. But since I don't believe in God, then I guess it's just a fact of life that probably has more than a little to do with my upbringing. People I worked with even used to refer to certain kinds of women as "E girls". That's how bad it was.