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Posted on 07/12/2005 8:11:36 PM PDT by HairOfTheDog
New verse:
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Ya don't know what yer missin'!
Just the thing for when yer hungry fer dem crabs, hon!
the pickin's part o' the fun!
Then have a tall cool picher of beer standin' by to wash it all down!
Hi, Jen!
Oh yeah. Yeah, I do.
Hi Pip, how's life?
I am such a fraud... I don't have a clue what these papers are talking about... why did I think I was smart enough for grad school anyway?
And you aint no fraud!
I thought you dwarves loved digging into things?
Crabs are hardley equivalent to ripe meat off the bone...
Inner cavegirl...heh heh!!
I got another auction closing in 2 and half hours...hope I don't get sniped...that's vey frustrating.
*sigh*
Yer right. Yer a fraud. Practice saying "do you want fries with that?"
Now...
Get back to work on those papers!
Ok, printed out about a dozen. If I can read and comprehend them, maybe I won't look too much like a slacker-idiot. But I'll still feel like one.
When does the "I belong here" switch get flipped, anyway? I've felt like an imposter since I left community college.
I'll tell you when mine does.
Heh... good point... it's my fault anyway for procrastinating...
Heh. I just inherited a project from someone who doesn't even label his standard solutions...
Ain't it the truth...they should have my picture beside the definition of misfit. I've come to conclusion that no matter the situation, I'm never going to fit in. Or at least I'll never really feel like it.
I feel like I'm on the outside of the world looking in.
Uh...that don't sound too good...but maybe I'm being overly picky?
I just sometimes get these... fits of minor depression, lasting about half a day, where I feel like I'm faking my entire life. It'll go away. But like I told Rosie just now, I feel like I'm about to start oozing green slime at people.
I just have to figure out what's going on. He's got lables like "A", "B", and "C" and sometimes concentrations on them but they don't have everything on there (like what solvent they're in and what they're used for or if they're intermediate concentrations.) Hopefully all that's documented in the paperwork which I haven't gone through yet.
Yeah! Me too! I feel like I'm a sham and even my sham is a disaster. So I try to not be a sham but then I'm afraid I'm going to prove someone right...I really am a disaster.
Maybe it's hormones.
LOL!
I've either said this before or I'm having a deja vu moment here...
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