Let's talk LJ
I just finished overhauling my livejournal, as I am sure everyone notices. It was a pain in the ass, but I like to think the results were somewhat worth it, of course, if large amounts of people scream at me to switch it back and present a logical reason I'll probably do it
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They were all in the Detective Comics letter columns. I grew up with the most strangest distant friends, and yes, I started crying, because I'm dying of venereal diseases. I have fantasies that "Batman," alias Vlad Tepes, gave them to me. He's such a stud, but he's too tall and mesomorphic for me. I used to have such fantasies, really, but I ended up marrying a guy who could stand up to "Batman" and he's really cool. We're all dying of venereal diseases together after having passed the AIDS test eighteen times.
I could relate to the people who wrote in. They were other people like me. I would read the letter columsn, then Cary Bates found work.
It's like that, you know from after. I found Larry Leichman (remember the LL trip?) in New York City. The man keeps hiring me for a living. I like to think he's "The Joker." The Joker just turned out to be Larry Leichman and he hires me occassionally to write for him.
How about that, and I'm even on welfare. SSI. It's interesting. I'm a disabled, and working for Detective Comics (so to speak) is almost within reach. It's just away. I have fantasies all day.
I'm "driving my taxi." Say, you're a talented writing. Stop crying and get a job. You can do it; you have the high tech.
Loved your post! Love you! Take care,
Me. Alias The Girl.
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