People who are more clever then me

Needless to say I am pretty fond of myself. When I look at myself in the mirror I am most likely to ask who the man is...and the expectation is that my reflection would reply 'you da man.' So I can get a little frustrated when I stumble on someone obviously more clever then me. I am not talking about able to go toe to toe with my in a cleverness face off, I am talking about me drunkenly stumbling by seeing the captain cleverness with her cleverness skills on display and then throwing up on her shows...That is how I have been feeling lately.

A little back story if any is really necessary since I am the only one that reads this crap and really I am just talking to myself...what ever. Back to the back story. I am prone to lie...here is some truth. I know this guy...he has a blog...he updates his blog infrequently. Even less frequently then me I would say. He updated his blog recently. Put a picture of himself in a place I would not like to be (shifty don't like heights, not sure why, they used to be no problem, but lately, they are) so ok...in addition to the picture, he updated his buddy links...I was not added. Shifty is no ones buddy, hated by all. Amongst his new buddy list was...the reason for my existance...the source of all my ire's new blog, it pretty much sucks...and is not at all clever. Shifty's ole' roomy's live journal...She is pretty damn clever, but I don't think that is the focus of the journal, and my new source of envy... Fluffy. I don't know Fluffy, I have gathered this...she is married...has a dad, lives in city B...and she is more clever then me. Her blog just makes me look bad. There are no urban dictionary cop out links....there is no fabulous brick pics...just sheer unadulterated clever. So much more clever then me. I mourn the loss of my naivete in thinking I was ever clever.

It just makes me mad. I guess I will prolly have to go down and find city b, get drunk and find fluffy so I can puke on her shoes.