So, I had a meeting about the demon holiday music today and it sounds like it might well be leading to even more work if things go well.
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I don't talk to anyone I went to college with. I find that works well.
Oooh, more EEEEVIL work, Drew?
I am mostly OK with where I am professionally, but then I never had big ambition to be fancy schmancy. OTOH, knowing that most of my peers are married and having kids freaks me right out and leads me down a "OMG unless I meet someone NOW and love them and get married soon and have kids I WILL BE OLD AND ALONE AND EATEN BY CATS". Which is clearly stupid. But.
I had a meeting about the demon holiday music today
I love that I have a friend who is able to say things like this, in a work-related context, on a regular basis.
I'm going to be alone and eaten by cats without ever fulfilling my potential.
Clearly I need to get more cats if I want to aspire to the "alone and eaten by cats" thing....
I figure I'm fulfilling my potential internally. Fulfilling the heck out of it. You can't see it, but it's totally fulfilled.
Because of all the thinking I'm doing, you see.
I'm going to be alone and eaten by cats without ever fulfilling my potential.
I think my only potential is to be eaten by cats, but they'll shun me as a source of protein, thus plunging me into eternal unfulfillment.
Hey at least if I was eaten by cats I'd do the cats some good.
I can still get the alone and eaten by cats fear even though I'm married and have a kid. I mean, I could easily be a widow, run through my savings, and have my kid(s) want nothing to do with me.