Well… Here I am again…

Well, I hope everyone is having a happy new year so far!

To sum up the past few weeks, Joe had a birthday, my old kitty Cricket died so we have none of the older generation cats anymore, and I’ve got an interview TOMORROW…

And my mother is NOT helping me. All she can say is ‘no you can’t do that’, or ‘you don’t want your tits sticking out in an interview!’ -_- She can’t HELP me find something appropriate to wear.

So I need to go to the mall TONIGHT to find a pair of NICE dress pants to wear with one of my button blouses for TOMORROW afternoon…

*is about ready to cry*

And the position is open for draperies… and it’s comission… *whimpers* I hate comission…

But well, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do… So it’s no problem… I’ll just have to ask someone to help me with the register… I’m not quite good with hard cash.

On the brighter side, I’ve been forcing myself to write on my story… so hopefully I’ll get over my writer’s block. I mean I KNOW where I want to go, but I just can’t get my mind wrapped around one the guys death scene after they find him. It’s going to be huge emotional trauma for one of them…

And who knows, I think I’ll start writing just plain erotica and see if I can get it published and make a little money on the side…

I’ve been told my sex scenes are quite good from the group at WSU that does Erotica… I just need to do some original smut, as she says *laughs*

Well, I need to finish drying my hair and getting ready to go to the mall.

*sighs and shakes head* I just wish my mother were a bit more understanding on my panic… Nothing ‘nice’ I have fits correctly.