Posted by Racer on November 14, 2000, at 17:52:25
This is something I wonder about a lot. When Greg posted about the job at his firm seeking my skillset, I couldn't figure out which it was, since I don't know what my skillset is! Am I pretty? My ex-boyfriend used to call me PB, both for Princess Buttercup and for Phenomenally Beautiful. I am Princess Buttercup, because only a true princess could possibly be as rotten as I am and still live -- one of my loyal subjects would have assassinated me by now otherwise. He said I was the other PB, but I don't know. Maybe it was just his eyes?
I know that the me inside, the one I am most familiar with, is not the me that others have met. I wonder a lot whether the outside me is more real than the inside me.
Now I know that I'm unique, no one in the history of the world has ever experienced what I have experienced.
Nonetheless, I also know that I'm not nearly clever enough to have come up with this question before everyone else here. Any suggestions, solutions, reasons to stop worrying and get some work done instead?
(Actually, I've gotten some work done today, and good work too, so I'm not quite so horrid as earlier. Still pretty bad, but that curl in the middle of my forehead* is starting to straighten!)
*Prize to the first person to recognise the origin of THAT thought!
poster:Racer
thread:2686
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