If it comes back to you, you've successfully created a codependent monster incapable of independent thought and utterly lacking in self worth.
If it doesn't, you've got another egotistical asshole on your hands who can't appreciate what they've got when they've got it and has probably already cleaned out the contents of your apartment and taken it to the pawn shop.
Anyway, feeling kind of blue today - rattling around in the house day after day makes me feel isolated. Tomorrow I'll be going to Maya Lin at the Henry, however, so that should cheer me up, with dinner beforehand at Thai Tom. I'm also thinking about having some kind of a Come By And Pick Up Your Giftees "party," possibly in conjunction with a book/mini-garage sale. But, you know, I'm just speaking to the void here. I can hear my brain echoing as I say it.
Again, any call for vintage kitchen utensils?