My friend M thinks that all the women he is surrounded by, including yours truly, are dysfunctional. To which I was going to retort not, but then thinking a micro second about it, I'm not sure that he's too far wrong. M's girlfriend is probably the least dysfunctional of us all. She is so rational, it's dysfunctional, but that's her only fault. Other than that she's perfect. M's ex-girlfriend is DEFINITELY dysfunctional, since she hasn't been able to decide after 2 whole years whether she wants to be M's girlfriend or her other boyfriend's girlfriend. M's roommate W is not very dysfunctional since I don't really knwo her all that well. Overall impressions point to some amount of normality with certain degrees of dysfunctionality, such as being able to drink more than 3 bottles of Micks before noon. Yours truly, having ruminated about this for a few days, can't decide if she's normal or dysfunctional. But have noticed that dysfunctionality is such a wonderful way to couch and excuse all bad decisions.