Monday, 20 September 2021

Perhaps I should stop referring to myself as a failed child prodigy. Apparently, it makes you seem like a total douchebag if the person you're talking to doesn't get the "joke".

Although the prospect of being seen as a douchebag is alluring in its own way. I mean, being liked is great, but it's also a prison. If people expect you to be an annoying jerk, at least you don't have to worry about disappointing them.

Although, at the end of the day, it doesn't really make a difference whether people like me or hate me, since I'm going to feel incredibly awkward anyway.

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It's cool to see how I'm evolving socially. In 2019, I gradually became The Most Boring Person on Earth. I just totally lost the ability to contribute to the "good times". Lately I've been thrilled to notice that I'm changing again. My new me is An Incoherently Mumbling Grandpa.

Whatever. At least I'm good at hanging out with dogs.

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