Heyo. Had a bad night last night, both emotionally and uh, food-ally. Just general grazing at a restaurant, hoovering up my friend's homefries and mac and cheese. And it wasn't even good. My friend was giving me a little "tough love" about my creative writing career or lack there of. And the k-hole that is my actual career.
My friend was like, "Why don't you take some time off?" And I say, "How?" I mean, I need to make money. The benefits of a staff job are many (benefits, paid days off, stability) but the freelance life, albeit scary offers the idea of freedom, more money...
This week is going too slow. I just want to hide under my desk and eat an entire pizza. Which I won't do, of course. I'll eat something healthy, of course. Healthy-ish.
Bahhhhhh...
My friend was like, "Why don't you take some time off?" And I say, "How?" I mean, I need to make money. The benefits of a staff job are many (benefits, paid days off, stability) but the freelance life, albeit scary offers the idea of freedom, more money...
This week is going too slow. I just want to hide under my desk and eat an entire pizza. Which I won't do, of course. I'll eat something healthy, of course. Healthy-ish.
Bahhhhhh...
posted by Fiona Kator @ 12:15 PM
1 Comments:
At 10:34 PM,
Tel said…
Why do I do the same thing? Eat things that aren't that good just to eat them? Like mac and cheese from a box isn't that great! It's totally gross compared to, say, baked mac and cheese. But no. We eat it anyway. Because denying ourselves is just out of the question.
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