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Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
And jeez, how pathetic is it that I'm having the traditional mid-20's "I don't know what to DOOOO!" angst at 31?
I am right there with you, my sister in 31-yr-old "Well, fuck, what now?"
Of course then I'm all "I'll write a comic! I'll go to grad school! I'll design clothes! I'll knit couture dog sweaters! I'll have a girly pink sex shop! I'll fight crime! It'll be awesome!" Then I fall over with exhaustion at how busy ideal me is.
"I'll write a comic! I'll go to grad school! I'll design clothes! I'll knit couture dog sweaters! I'll have a girly pink sex shop! I'll fight crime! It'll be awesome!"
I want you to do all of those things!
FWIW, I didn't publish my first book until mere weeks before I turned 40.
Then I fall over with exhaustion at how busy ideal me is.
YES. "I'll study Shakespeare! I'll own a karaoke bar! I'll become a massage therapist!" Oy.
Clearly, you and I should go into business together, juliana. For we have ideas that are both right and good.
FWIW, I didn't publish my first book until mere weeks before I turned 40.
I turn 40 in ten weeks. Crap.
For we have ideas that are both right and good.
Yes. Also, we are very pretty and can hold our liquor.
t waits impatiently for Scola's first book
I know the feeling. Although the worst part of mine is that people think they *know* what I do already. "You're so lucky...not having to work or anything." I don't know whether to hit those people or feel like "Shit, your job is fucking sad. Sorry, bunk."Dude, Scola...smile at me the right way and I could give you mine. It's not perfect, but...
Yes. Also, we are very pretty and can hold our liquor.
True!
ETA: My cousin has just started attending therapy. Technically it's supposed to only be for people who survived the storm, but the therapist decided K could take advantage of the program anyway. Point is, when she was talking about how great it is to talk about her shit and know that it's normal and stuff, I was thinking "But I don't need that! I have buffistas to validate my craxy!"
ETAA: Sad when the ETA is longer than the original post.