fearless

Change is good, I suppose. Up until now, I've always sort of resented change, thinking it was destiny's whimsical way of screwing up with my life just when I had finally learned to deal with the latest thing thrown straight at my face. But apparently, change can be good too. Many things are changing in my life right now, and it has all been pretty fab. I have FINALLY landed a job (an actual job, not the enslavement I did in the past with all work and no pay), I'm moving in to my own apartment (yes, ladies and gentlemen, it is MY apartment, since I'm paying for a third of the rent) and cute men just keep popping out of nowhere. So yeah, life's good. Maybe that's why I have had such a long writer's block, I have nothing to rant about. I really need to become a better writer, one that can write the same funny posts even when she's not nearly blacking out with rage or about to slit her wrists from depression. I'll attempt to whip out some extra-hilarious posts this summer, pinky promise!!!