She mostly regarded him as sexually inadequate:I can""t stand the marriage.I don""t find you any fun.I feel you suffocate me.I don""t feel any rapport with you and I don""t dig you physically.Oh, for God""s sake, Allan, don""t take it personal.Although Allan was entirely disoriented by the divorce, he clung to hopes of a better future with other women and fantasized ""stepping out"" or inviting ""broads"" up to his apartment: "Why should a divorce bother me so? Oh hell, maybe I""m better off without her.Nothing of value.No, nothing personal except mykeys, you see, which I really would like to have the only copy of, Mrs.When he visited a doctor, he soon discovered that he had suffered irreparable brain damage: "Because of the continuous violent blows to the head, you""ve developed a condition particular to boxers calledCavum septum pellucidum (CSP), which is a hole in the membrane separating the ventricles.The slightly-chubby Alfred explained how he had also been dressing up as Santa at his neighborhood YMCA for three years.