I used to have a host of other selves. Those were the days.
Now there's little more than the disconnect between the projected me (who has it all and has it all together) and the real me (who, by the way, does little to perpetuate such a myth).
Maybe one day I'll have an elegant office, pictures of me backpacking, or will fit into my sexiest lingerie, but today my office is bare, my free time is spent playing legos or at Chuck E. Cheese, and I'm proof-positive that the freshman fifteen has nothing on the dissertation double.
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Posted by fraud, in denim to academicsecret at 8/21/2006 03:14:39 AM
