I'd love to hear your psychoanalysis of me (no sarcasm intended), but I'm sorry to inform you that you are far off target. My uninformed psychoanalysis of you is that you mold quite well into one of Salinger's charaters, Lane Coutell.
Ouch, did I hit a nerve? On what basis does this psychoanalysis rest?
And I think I may be on target, although what I said was sort of a joke. You just passionately don't want it to be true. 
I told you that you were off target. If you think that you were on target, then you also think I'm dishonest
If you really want to know what I'm passionate about you can message me on AIM.
