Angry Birds or Bergman?

Getting 3 stars on a particular level of Angry Birds stands in humiliating contrast with my fascination with the Bergman film, Wild Strawberries. I cannot fully choose to be a better person, and I feel bad about that. This act of documenting my shame induces me to further shame, though now it is a shame of my own narcissism. That last sentence has caused me to feel shame at my willingness to confess this all on Facebook. So, to add it up: shame at: lack of self improvement, lack of good second order choices, confession, narcissism, and exhibitionism. Now, back to Angry Birds.

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