I really admire people (especially men) who have that kind of confidence wherein they believe they can do or get anything–all women want them, all men are jealous of them, all heroes in movies are based on actual events that may or may not have occurred in their life.
And, hey, there is something strongly evocative about someone who thinks so highly of themselves. They must know some secret, have some understanding of the world around them, maybe knowledge of some old sorcery that lets them manipulate those around them to an extent that I never will be able to, that I’m not sure I even want to. But still, I admire it.
Unless of course, they act like they’re too good for me or something.
Then they can fuck themselves.
January 3, 2008 at 2:29 am
I totally have that power. For example, I just wave my hand and say, “These aren’t the droids you’re looking for,” and people listen to me.
And, of course, as you already know, I don’t think I’m too good for you.