If it weren't for the difficulty the Monkey/Gemini's audience faces in keeping up with the thousand-miles-a-second pace you set, you'd never stay in one place long enough for anyone to get close to you, and that would be a tragedy -- you're at your Gemini sleekest with at least one confidant to tell you how good you look all the time.
This will not stop you from amassing the wealth of secondary friends and acquaintances that are necessary for your inner Monkey to function, of course, especially at the endless series of social gatherings where you feel obliged to put in an appearance. Try to impress upon yourself a modicum of self-control, for if you don't no one else will -- they'll be too busy laughing at your antics to detect the crying clown behind the facade of gala buffoonery.