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[bliumchik]

Well, there goes another one. This time Stan and Avi showed up (WITHOUT MY FIREFLY DVD RAR). They joined the growing number of people who react to "How were we?" with "Uh... well, uh, the ACTING was great, haha!" and thus we come to the conclusion that the play is only comprehensible to pregnant females over the age of thirty five, which would certainly explain why Ms Surbey chose it.

It is strange and a little scary how natural I look in fifties gear. Whoah.

Also, three different people told me I was funny today, which kind of makes me go meep (in a good way, but...)

Does anyone else have this problem with compliments? I mean... I just don't know where to put them. I don't know what to say. There's always the pressure to either return the favour, or be all modest about it (which is fair enough as I'm not exactly going to go "Yes I agree, I'm the funniest person I know" am I?) and I end up just saying thankyouhaveaniceday.

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[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Would it help any if I have this exact problem with compliments? Just what are you supposed to do with them? I just quietly let them die, but I don't think it's the right answer; it's just a convenient and safe one.

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

That's comforting. ^_^