Hail, Adventurer
I was talking with matt the other day after a big panic attack about how crazy i am and the conversation meandered somehow to a discussion of who of the people we know will die first. This lead to me deciding that I probably won't die until I do what i'm supposed to do (I'm not talking about some weird god thing, I'm just crazy and my universe is very fragile right now, just bear with me, cool?).
Like I know there is an imaginary list of shiny question marks squiggling around in my brain just nebulously wondering what they're supposed to turn into.
Things I would like to do:
>Obvious easy things
-Get my drivers license
-Get a degree of some kind
-Finish like any project ever
-Not be homeless
>A less organized list of things
-Web design, hopefully to use to make a webcomic
-Baking/Cooking
-Marketing/advertising/PR
-Counseling
-Social work
-Working with teenagers in an educational setting to promote healthy relationships, self esteem, and feminism. This is the most specific one, which makes me think its probably the one i should spend the most time pursuing because it seems like a career I might have to invent myself
-Writing, specifically I would like to write a series of memoirs about the adventures of crazytown. possibly these would be graphic novels.
>Less specific more personal things
-I wish anyone would love me as much as Nick Offerman loves Megan Mullaley, that man is the cutest.
-I think i would like to be a mother, I think I would be a good mother. Cards are kind of stacked against me, I am pretty entrenched in poverty and my lady parts don't work so well. But we'll see I guess. I will name all of my daughters with old lady names, though. I have that part all figured out.
-I would really like to someday feel like I have triumphed over all of my seth trauma. I want to not be afraid of seeing him in public. I want to be able to see him at a grocery store and feel nothing but perhaps amusement at how much fuller my life is than his. yeah. that would be neat. keen even.
THERAPY ON TUESDAY :D
SO WE'LL SEE HOW THAT GOES
NO SLEEP TIL THERAPY
maybe some sleep til therapy
send some fucking cookies please.
Like I know there is an imaginary list of shiny question marks squiggling around in my brain just nebulously wondering what they're supposed to turn into.
Things I would like to do:
>Obvious easy things
-Get my drivers license
-Get a degree of some kind
-Finish like any project ever
-Not be homeless
>A less organized list of things
-Web design, hopefully to use to make a webcomic
-Baking/Cooking
-Marketing/advertising/PR
-Counseling
-Social work
-Working with teenagers in an educational setting to promote healthy relationships, self esteem, and feminism. This is the most specific one, which makes me think its probably the one i should spend the most time pursuing because it seems like a career I might have to invent myself
-Writing, specifically I would like to write a series of memoirs about the adventures of crazytown. possibly these would be graphic novels.
>Less specific more personal things
-I wish anyone would love me as much as Nick Offerman loves Megan Mullaley, that man is the cutest.
-I think i would like to be a mother, I think I would be a good mother. Cards are kind of stacked against me, I am pretty entrenched in poverty and my lady parts don't work so well. But we'll see I guess. I will name all of my daughters with old lady names, though. I have that part all figured out.
-I would really like to someday feel like I have triumphed over all of my seth trauma. I want to not be afraid of seeing him in public. I want to be able to see him at a grocery store and feel nothing but perhaps amusement at how much fuller my life is than his. yeah. that would be neat. keen even.
THERAPY ON TUESDAY :D
SO WE'LL SEE HOW THAT GOES
NO SLEEP TIL THERAPY
maybe some sleep til therapy
send some fucking cookies please.