Self-doubt is not a friend of mine. It will act like it’s going to leave me once and for all, walk out that door never to return, when it runs back in and tackles me in a bear hug. I don’t think it realizes how much I simply want it gone.
And in something completely unrelated to the above…I’ve discovered mah gangsta side, and…okay, I’m totally joking. I’m as white as humanly possible. I’m also incredibly bored. I suppose I could get a head start on homework, but…that’s boring and unfun.