Oh, I see. I’ve been forgiven for my genetics and you’re ready to just move on then. Understood.it was a bad time, cramming for my exam and babysitting all day doesn't make for good vibes and I was living in a house with a bunch of potheads, I loathe that, all that is done now though
since someone aint reading, actually I love Swedes, especially when it comes to music, all that was for one particularly fiercely nationalist swede who I just figured had his identity wrapped in something as mundane as shit like that
Oh, I read just fine and have above normal comprehension, too. And don’t get me started on how great my memory is. I remember all sorts of things in great detail. It’s astonishing, really. Glad we had a chance to have this little chat and for you to clear some things up.since someone aint reading, actually I love Swedes, especially when it comes to music, all that was for one particularly fiercely nationalist swede who I just figured had his identity wrapped in something as mundane as shit like that
yeah, now its like one of those clubs you use to go to which was always jumping, line out the street, extra security then you go back years later and its like 2 people on the dance floor, six inside, no cover, no bouncer, just one lone bartender
Perhaps you’d care to school me. I don’t know how I could be, having been here for less than a year.
K, but I wasn't talking about ur reading this, but someone else no longer here I guess, oops
did I blow it? 
Oh. Him. What makes you think he’s gone and not reading this? I may not have been here very long but I know enough that he’s never really gone and that he always comes back.K, but I wasn't talking about ur reading this, but someone else no longer here I guess, oops
but does he really though?
yeah, now its like one of those clubs you use to go to which was always jumping, line out the street, extra security then you go back years later and its like 2 people on the dance floor, six inside, no cover, no bouncer, just one lone bartender
I’ve wondered if it’s him all the time myself but then I decided that he was probably schizophrenic or on something. Or maybe it’s all of the above.but does he really though?
perhaps his character is just handed down from one angry Swedish incel to the next, sort of like a right of passage for people like that
No worries. I don’t really think of it as hubris so much as a fact. I make things better by being present. It’s just what I do. It’s my burden to bear and and I’m afraid I must.Not really, I'm a minimum effort kind of guy, however I'm not really sure how you can boast about 'classing a joint up' when you have no idea how it used to be. Maybe you sprayed yourself with a good dose of hubris today
I'm afraid you don't get to choose whether you make things better by being present, that is decided by others. Some may like you, some may loathe you.
Oh, that does seem rather self aggrandizing, doesn’t it? I’m basing it on feedback I’ve received from others over a lifetime. It’s near universal. Of course there’s the odd one occasionally, who is usually jealous and just wishes I would go away so they could steal back the spotlight for themselves. I don’t really want to make this about me though. I like to just quietly stay to the side making everyone’s lives more satisfying.
Here, here, Rifke. A valid point.
Honestly you couldn't make this shit up. The lack of self awareness is stunning.
Dare I point out that you’re the one going on and on about me? Difficult to forget, aren’t I? But you know you’re enjoying it or you wouldn’t be talking to me. So see, I’ve made your life better just by being present. You’re welcome. No cards nor flowers will be necessary.'I don't want to make this all about me though,' says the girl making it all about herself.
