December 30th, 2005

Loz Cola

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness...

I was thinking about my future career today (in between listening to John Farnham sing "Forty shaved sexy wants to do it all day/With a gun-totin' trigger-happy tranny named Kinky Renée," and laughing my head off) and I did that thing where I start getting extremely worried. It suddenly occurred to me just how much work this is going to be. And there were no clear objectives in my prescient vision, oh no. It was one bright glowing future of constant toil and no reward. This is what happens when I get a cold.

I just kept thinking about all of the resources I am going to need, and I still don't have any idea where I could get them from. It's time to collect educational brochures. Haul out the Library catalogues. Run through the shopping mall screaming "why aren't there any freaking educational stores?" Luckily, one of consistent positive comments I have received throughout my education is that I have a skill for research. Let's hope they're right. I'll need it.

P.S. Thank you so very much to the Anonymous person who bought me a whole year's worth of extra user pictures. You are absolutely wonderful. Also thank you to grrliz for the card, it was lovely.
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