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May. 16th, 2003 12:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmI promise to eventually shut up about the Matrix. I was just feeling very very smart last night.
Meanwhile, I have a very very ridiculous job interview today that I will explain when it either comes to fruition or not.
Regrettably, I also have the cramps from hell.
Also -- now that my brain has clicked in -- get to pick up my headshots today, which will then be brought to the retoucher, which will then be brought to reproductions. And then.... well, who knows, right?
It is a true thing of writers, that our internal narratives are either what keep us alive, or drive us mad. I was always told my narratives were poison and childish, but I've not turned out at all like those who have said such things for me. Which makes me wonder if comtempt is an inevitable feature of all situations which embody dichotomies.
Meanwhile, I have a very very ridiculous job interview today that I will explain when it either comes to fruition or not.
Regrettably, I also have the cramps from hell.
Also -- now that my brain has clicked in -- get to pick up my headshots today, which will then be brought to the retoucher, which will then be brought to reproductions. And then.... well, who knows, right?
It is a true thing of writers, that our internal narratives are either what keep us alive, or drive us mad. I was always told my narratives were poison and childish, but I've not turned out at all like those who have said such things for me. Which makes me wonder if comtempt is an inevitable feature of all situations which embody dichotomies.
