Aren’t you ashamed? You tell me your books are foxed by voracious reading habits, but what book wouldn’t get ruffled, crammed up against their brethren like that? It’s been years since you looked any way but disheveled. You let everything go to seed: books falling off shelves, piled high, On Writing shoved up against Sew U. Now you’re comfortable, set up in my apartment like a king, and it’s as if you don’t care anymore. By signing up you agree to our terms of use Thank you for signing up! Keep an eye on your inbox. And before you adjust your spectacles and reference Dante and The Divine Comedy to undermine me and call me a plebeian…we both know you’re as clueless about those books as that day before the ninth grade when you thanked the LORD that your English teacher finally put a humor novel on the summer reading list. You must think the noisy Adverbs cover a clever ruse.
#My alter ego manuals#
You try so hard to be irreverent, but we’ve all clocked those pathetic reference manuals squeezed between the fiction. Because it’s stored in my Scribd library. You can’t choose to learn a language solely because you enjoy the regional food and then act holier than thou about your linguistic athleticism. All you got out of those courses was a pity C and the word mangiare, respectively. You aren’t kidding anyone with those Hindi and Italian textbooks. You’ve always sought to gather austerity from others like so many dry rosebuds and you go too far to prove your academic background. Anyway I suspect you have no favorites to share back that you carry books around to prove something.