Friday, March 02, 2007

AM I A PR BEAST OR AM I JUST AWESOME?

I was devastated - truly devastated - at the lack of comments answering the question I posed at the end of my last missive. I can only assume that my asking this question was interpreted to be some sort of rhetorical device, a method of closing the entry on a positive note - perhaps even an attempt to inject some self-loving humor into what was a relatively straightfoward piece. Let me assure you - you plural - BOTH OF YOU - that that was not the case. (I hate the way "that that" looks on the page). It was instead a heartfelt search for approbation from a young woman with little self-esteem but a big talent for writing press releases. So imagine, then, that I am asking you this question as though for the first time. And please leave comments. And when reading them, I will - if I can - try to forget that (if indeed they are there at all) they resulted from a humiliating plea on my part, and think instead that they are outpourings of love from a world that loves me, and my self-esteem, and my press releases. I think I just moved myself to tears. One moment please... ok, I'm back now. I have run out of steam for this blog entry at the present time. I am going to go now. I will leave you with the thought that you should watch Thank You For Smoking, because it is quite an amusing movie.

2 comments:

Liz said...

You know what would make you feel better?

Really though, that is extremely PR-Beastly of you. I have NO IDEA how you managed to get the play mentioned in real, respected publications. If I had tried to do that, I'd probably just hand you a dirty tissue with "EDS" written on it in ketchup.

Also... awesome... viable answer.... CRAP! BRAIN IMPLOSION!

Chareth said...

I really, really thought that was going to be another naked photograph of Harry Potter. MAybe even from the front this time. But yes... it did make me feel better. I stopped drawing drops of blood around my death-centered poetry to coo at it.

I'm sorry that your brain imploded, but I can ASSURE you that stroking my ego is a worthy cause in which to combust.