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Surely this can't be good and probably speaks very ill of my character.
I don't think it does at all.
You shouldn't worry about this sort of thing, though. Obviously it matters now, but it's going to seem ridiculous in a few years time. My advice would be to go out clubbing, read some improving novels, listen to John Coltrane or ruin your liver in Prague; to do anything to drown out the self-regarding undergrad/post-undergrad voice, because it ultimately isn't really worth listening to.
I don't know if there's anyone left on Barbelith who'd disagree.
(With huge apologies, clearly, Shrug, if you're a stout guy in his forties.) |
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