gays of our lives
i';m not dead, just in hiding. mostly from creditors.
When life starts to get me down, and i'm having panic attacks left and right, i usually have to just think that this is all just REALLY REALLY good material for a book. That one day I will look back on and just laugh. and if it IS going to be a book, hopfully other people will laugh too. because my life is pretty damned off the wall.
Most days, when the shit hits the fan, i just imagine what Bridget Jones, Stephanie Plum or Laurie Notaro (who wrote the Idiot Girls' Action-Adventure club.) (which sums up my life the best, i think) would do.
these fierce (yes, i said it. FIERCE) women have life throw them shit time and time again and they still manage to get through it all. All i have to do is just pretend that everything that is happening (bills, overdrawn bank account, creditors stalking me, possible eviction from my apartment, wanda's habit of eating rocks) is to just laugh, that all this is going ot make a good story some day. probly not today and deffinetly not tomorrow. but it's all just fuel for my book. or a sitcom. i can't decide which.
things are hectic and frustrating and i'm all sorts of pissed off that i ACTUALLY ANSWERED a phone call from my credit card company thismorning at 8am (who in their right mind calls at 8am|?! and why am i DUMB enough to answer the phone?)
don't answer that.
When life starts to get me down, and i'm having panic attacks left and right, i usually have to just think that this is all just REALLY REALLY good material for a book. That one day I will look back on and just laugh. and if it IS going to be a book, hopfully other people will laugh too. because my life is pretty damned off the wall.
Most days, when the shit hits the fan, i just imagine what Bridget Jones, Stephanie Plum or Laurie Notaro (who wrote the Idiot Girls' Action-Adventure club.) (which sums up my life the best, i think) would do.
these fierce (yes, i said it. FIERCE) women have life throw them shit time and time again and they still manage to get through it all. All i have to do is just pretend that everything that is happening (bills, overdrawn bank account, creditors stalking me, possible eviction from my apartment, wanda's habit of eating rocks) is to just laugh, that all this is going ot make a good story some day. probly not today and deffinetly not tomorrow. but it's all just fuel for my book. or a sitcom. i can't decide which.
things are hectic and frustrating and i'm all sorts of pissed off that i ACTUALLY ANSWERED a phone call from my credit card company thismorning at 8am (who in their right mind calls at 8am|?! and why am i DUMB enough to answer the phone?)
don't answer that.