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.
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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.
I turn 40 in ten weeks. Crap.
Start writing, buckoo!
Yes. Also, we are very pretty and can hold our liquor.
Verifiably true.
{{JZ}} Sorry for the woes.
I want to publish a book. But I suppose I have to write one first. And I suppose I have to have an idea before that.
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!"
Yes! I think this every time someone suggests I go to talky therapy. And then I go to the bar.
I think I need more of a life-coach-type personage - someone to throw out suggestions and bounce shit off of and then kick my ass when I don't follow up. Except I have buffistae for that, too.
I TOTALLY want to open up a karaoke bar/lounge with regular Shakespeare discussions and beauty tips and massages with Daisy now. I think we would make one MEEEEELION dollars.