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ysobelleI spoke with the writer at long last tonight-- we spent nearly 45 minutes comparing pet stories. She's hysterical. I like her. She'll be sending me a bunch of questions via email, and pitching the resulting article to Renaissance Magazine. If we can't get in there, she says, she has a few other ideas. I'm thrilled just at the thought. So're my folks.
Now if I could just make enough to quit my accursed job.... But as I was bitching to Foxglove last night, I still have student loans, and now a car payment, and a slightly elevated car insurance payment, and ridiculous rent, and parking, and cable, and cell phone, and food, and and and.... I just need to marry rich is all.
Step One: stop falling madly for quirky artists. Sigh.
Now if I could just make enough to quit my accursed job.... But as I was bitching to Foxglove last night, I still have student loans, and now a car payment, and a slightly elevated car insurance payment, and ridiculous rent, and parking, and cable, and cell phone, and food, and and and.... I just need to marry rich is all.
Step One: stop falling madly for quirky artists. Sigh.