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Time in the story where I most frequently have existential crises, and question all the skills I’m normally (over)confident of…? The first. Frickin. Sentence. And yes. I deleted and redid this status because of a typo. FML.

So the job program I’m in, that’s been taking up all my time and getting in the way of me writing awesome shit, is going to end in 2 weeks. Right on my birthday. Part of me really hopes I get a job out of this. Nothings more stressful than wondering how you’re going to survive the month. But a huuuuge part of me – the big fat hermit with the mullet and the shotgun that lives in the back of my shoulders – wants to get time to myself again. I miss being able to stay up all night, writing for 10 hours straight, and following that with a 4 hour betaing session for friends. I’ve been a writer for 18 years – more than half my life. I have no idea how the majority of you guys are able to work all day and still have the mental capacity to churn out a page or two.

I’m trying to fill a position at work, and today someone named Marcia Brady applied. Kismet?