dear My Friends...
4/4/10 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
roxy Sadly, Target has forgotten I work for them, so I'm barely getting my phone paid, oy. Thank god I am a kept woman, and do not have to worry where my next meal and fatty snacks are coming from.
Also, I take my broken wings and learn to fly or some such shit--I've finally decided to drop all the challenges I'd signed up for. I feel free, and would celebrate this more, except for the nagging feeling of failure. I had to let those things go--this is supposed to be fun, and those challenges were not feeling like fun, they were feeling like a job, a job even more underpaid than my actual job. I'll work on them all, including PE which I'm going to have to rewrite omg, that motherfucker broke down into some boring ass shit. Now that I have time, I can rewrite it to be closer to what I'd originally imagined, and also, since it won't be posted at large, I can make that shit as sick as I want.
Wish me luck with Non Timebo Mala, because that's going to be my focus for the next month.
I love you guys, you're the most patient people ever. You listen(read?) to the same thing over and over, and yet, you're still supportive, still nice, still with the jokes and hugs. Without you, I'd just be a bitter old woman scribbling on napkins, instead of a bitter old woman posting porn on my LJ, hoarding comments like gold.
Snuggle up my friends--it's group hug time!!! And just so this shouldn't be a total loss--a pretty boy in bed. :)
Also, I take my broken wings and learn to fly or some such shit--I've finally decided to drop all the challenges I'd signed up for. I feel free, and would celebrate this more, except for the nagging feeling of failure. I had to let those things go--this is supposed to be fun, and those challenges were not feeling like fun, they were feeling like a job, a job even more underpaid than my actual job. I'll work on them all, including PE which I'm going to have to rewrite omg, that motherfucker broke down into some boring ass shit. Now that I have time, I can rewrite it to be closer to what I'd originally imagined, and also, since it won't be posted at large, I can make that shit as sick as I want.
Wish me luck with Non Timebo Mala, because that's going to be my focus for the next month.
I love you guys, you're the most patient people ever. You listen(read?) to the same thing over and over, and yet, you're still supportive, still nice, still with the jokes and hugs. Without you, I'd just be a bitter old woman scribbling on napkins, instead of a bitter old woman posting porn on my LJ, hoarding comments like gold.
Snuggle up my friends--it's group hug time!!! And just so this shouldn't be a total loss--a pretty boy in bed. :)
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