Today I went to Grayline to get the first patch for my treatment. It contains an anti-depressant and it's on my arm like a nicotine patch. I have to change it every day at roughly the same time. Only problem is that I can't drink while I'm on it, and you all know what an alky bum I am.
The opera that is most like your life id "Don Giovanni" by Mozart. You are always flirting, and no one of the oposite sex ever knows when to take you seriously. You end up paying dearly for this!