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Dear Universe or Deity X,

Please let me never be called a dabbler. There's nothing as loathsome to me as possibly being a person who tries at some art or field and turns out utterly common results. Strike me down (or at least the veil from my eyes) if I can ever be called a dilettante, if I ever trick myself into delusions of talent! I've already found my true calling, I think. It's called mediocrity!

Actually, let my grave read: "Never Was A Dabbler."

Sincerely,
Jackie

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Dear LJ,

Have you gotten my $35 yet? I am sorely missing my paid account! And my 109 user icons!

Irritably,
Jackie

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Dear US Mail,

Hurry up, bitches. I need my paid-LJ privileges!

All kinds of anticipatory,
Jackie