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And more with the mundanity...
2002-07-14 ¤ 5:47 a.m.





I have perused some of these review sites and they really seem cool. Some of these bitches scare me, though. Like I am not childishly insecure enough without someone telling me I talk funny, or that they hate my template, or that I just plain suck, because I bore them to tears.

Yet, I am intrigued with these reviews. I want to be reviewed. It is far too early for that, I know. I am still fiddling with my layout, after all, and constructing my permanent pages (links, cast, etc.) No, I definitely need to get comfortable in my diaryland skin, first. And maybe design my own template, so people don't yell at me.

I have seen fellow SSers get reviewed. Like I knew you would, you all kicked ass and everyone loves you. They should have listened to me in the first place: they rule, they get good score. 'nuff said.

So, why I am afraid of being reviewed? Answer is obvious, so I won't even say it. I am a tool and I need to get over myself.

Better yet, I need to go to the Stuart Smalley house of charm, because I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggone it, people like me!

Only, they hated him. Because he was a tool and needed to get over himself.

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