Gee, it only took a month, but finally I submitted my second post for Blogcritics.
It was supposed to be a post about bathing, and when I first got it typed out, I fecking hated it. I mean, really hated it. Usually, when I’m up to the typing-out stage, it means that once it’s typed up, it’ll resemble something indicative of my intellectual faculties or abilities. Well, you know how those damn things work. They let you down.
But after three days of persistence, whinging, rereading, and much more rereading, I don’t want to so much even think the word ‘bath’. I selected the ‘pending’ post status and clicked on the scary save button. So it’s now in the bowels of editorial purgatory. A week later, I’ll put it up here and hope that my faithful reader-friend types will forgive me my utter suckdom. Though, I do feel it’s in better shape now. Phew.
Alas, I must depart. It’s 2pm on Wednesday afternoon, and I’m still in my nightclothes and was supposed to hand in my dole form on Monday. If you’re inclined to be religious, please pray for me: I’m not sure my car has enough petrol to drive me to the social security office.
Oh - before departing, I must tell you of the fun letter I got today, just now. My student debt. 25000 AUD or so owing. The narcs are SO not seeing any of that in the near future. Scabrous dogs.
