I think I’m a fairly good judge of people. Odds are, early on, I’ll know if I’m going to get along with you or not. And if I think I will get along with you, then sweet, we’re golden. But if I know I’m not going to get along with you, and then come to find that not only was I right in assuming I’d dislike you, but realize that I’d underestimated the degree to which I would dislike you by exponential numbers, then we’ve got problems. I’m not saying I’m always right in either case.. there are a few girls I thought I’d really like, only to find that I didn’t, and I can think of a few people I wrote off only to find out they were pretty kewl people. But when I’m right.. when I’m really right….. Urge to kill rising…