what? I will finish the Germany Journal later.
The closer I get to finishing the transcription of my Germany Journal, the sadder it makes me. I want to go back. Last week. I miss everybody there. And ... and. Yeah.
In the meantime, this...
So this friend of a friend, sort of, it's complicated... anyway, he approaches me about my writing. Um. I write for myself. Writing for an audience is a totally different thing. But I sent him samples of my writing anyway.
Another friend the same night suggested that to find out what the FCM (FatChickMystique) is, I should take a year to write about all my sexual encounters, then see what the common points are, then I would know. I thought that I could do a whole 'nother journal for it, but yet another friend says "Why another journal?" and pouts cute. I guess she wants to read about them? huh, who knew. But there is a point there, writing about that, writing has always been my way of understanding things, so yeah. I am thinking about that.
In other news, sweetiegirl will be over next weekend to help me do some packing, since I HAVEN'T DONE ANYMORE. Gods above and below, I hate moving. Even if I am moving to a place I like, I hate moving.
Oh, I wish I were drinking beer in Germany.
In the meantime, this...
So this friend of a friend, sort of, it's complicated... anyway, he approaches me about my writing. Um. I write for myself. Writing for an audience is a totally different thing. But I sent him samples of my writing anyway.
Another friend the same night suggested that to find out what the FCM (FatChickMystique) is, I should take a year to write about all my sexual encounters, then see what the common points are, then I would know. I thought that I could do a whole 'nother journal for it, but yet another friend says "Why another journal?" and pouts cute. I guess she wants to read about them? huh, who knew. But there is a point there, writing about that, writing has always been my way of understanding things, so yeah. I am thinking about that.
In other news, sweetiegirl will be over next weekend to help me do some packing, since I HAVEN'T DONE ANYMORE. Gods above and below, I hate moving. Even if I am moving to a place I like, I hate moving.
Oh, I wish I were drinking beer in Germany.