Now Let's Get Out There and Sell Some Cars!

In the space of less than one hour tonight, I got phone calls from two friends. I've always felt like I was coming from further away than everyone else was. Socially. Academically. Financially. I always thought I was alone in feeling that way. Starting to realize I'm not.

COME ON Ladies! I may have low self-esteem, cry at the thought of having to get through lunch at a Greek restaurant with LEL and my bosses, hate having concentrated attention on me, and turn bright red when people comment on my looks, but that does nothing to keep me from being picky about who impresses me. I like you. Not to get all Sally on your asses, but I really, really like you. Otherwise, I wouldn't talk with you. I wouldn't encourage you to talk with me even more than you already do. You're great. Why do you not think you're great? Why do you not think you're deserving of time to talk about yourself? Why do you not think your insightful opinions are worthy of being shared? You are. They are.

I'm not a nice person. Really. I don't give insincere compliments. It's what allows me to give people like LEL compliments - I don't blow smoke up people's asses. I will compliment anyone who impresses me in any way. So, I'm telling you. You're great. You're fucking awesome. You're all that and a container of fruit-on-the-bottom yogurt. Now go let everyone else see how great you are!

*To You, who is going to tell me to consider my own advice: yeah thanks, already thinking about it.