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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
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
Dear LJ,
Have you gotten my $35 yet? I am sorely missing my paid account! And my 109 user icons!
Irritably,
Jackie
Dear US Mail,
Hurry up, bitches. I need my paid-LJ privileges!
All kinds of anticipatory,
Jackie