No, I am the Queen of Belgium.
Or perhaps I am a rhinoceros.
Yeah, I like that one best.
After all, I have been to the zoo a couple times this year.
And my skin is kinda rough.
But most significantly, I am a rhinoceros because that is how I choose to identify myself.
Isn't that how it works?
Universalis, your very own breviary in pixels...
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After reading "how it works", I can't help but feel despondent that so many of my pew-mates may be just like him...On the brighter side, I now belong to same elite group as the Pope and a few Italian nuns!
Ooooh, I never thought of myself as "elite," I've thought of myself as a part of what the notoriously non-believing Joyce described as "Here Comes Everybody."
Thanks for stopping by -- do I know you? or do I read your blog, perhaps?
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Oh, sorry, never mind, now I remember...
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