In other news, getting my car to pass inspection cost me $400, which sucked really hard, I aced my sports massage final, and I got an honorable mention in the Writer's of the Future contest, but I'm pretty sure that that doesn't really mean anything. I think it's just a nicer rejection slip. But hey, I like nice. My scheme to start working toward my own business isn't taking off very fast--no one in my writing group has responded to the crazy deal I'm offering them. Well, Pete told me it was brilliant. Which I do really appreciate, but he's the only one of them who was already a client, so while good, it's sort of a step sideways.
I've been hit by a few shitty things lately. Most of them are money things. I'm not working enough at my job. Add to that my unexpected car cost and the fact that I'm not going to be able to get a mortgage, I'm feeling pretty bitter about money. But everything else in my life is going really well, and I need to focus on that. I have friends in the city. I have regular engagements to hang out with people that I like every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, and every other Monday and Tuesday. Paul amazingly good to me. I own the Transformers movie. School is going really well. I'm getting a story printed. And honorable mention in the Writer's of the Future is better than a kick in the face. So, I need to stop my fucking whining and get happy. And if anyone notices me being all down, tell me that.
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