Because this is EXACTLY what you say to someone with financial anxiety, obvs.
So, quite literally only yesterday, we had a long talk with my therapist about my constant anxieties regarding money.
Okay, here’s the deal…
Mun recently broke up with boyfriend, which is fine he was a twat. But Mun had to move in with grandparents again.
I love my grandparents, I help around the house and they are great to me, and while I’m dedicating my time towards schooling that will get me a well paying job later, they need help paying bills now. My grandmother was crying because car registration went up, my uncle’s medication is expensive, and the electric bill was icing on the cake.
So, while commissions have never closed? I’m putting it out there again that I do 1 cent per word, and a dollar per short paragraph blurb.
I want to be able to do art trades but at the present time I can’t.
I know money is tight, and it’s okay if you can’t get a commission, but if you could pass this along it’s be greatly appreciated.
You can contact me here, at heraclesstvalentine, or LizzySledgeHammer@hotmail.com. I’ll give info, answer questions, don’t be shy!
❤ u ❤
heart eyes muthafukas
Well, the real world can’t get rid of me that easily.
It just…holds me in a oxygen-depriving death grip and sometimes it takes a while to regain consciousness.
DON’T YOU DARE THINK YOU’RE INNOCENT IN ALL THIS, EITHER.
I’ve gotten down to November 2012. I thought after I got through the old first Halloween spam, things were going to get easier to retag and whatnot because shortly after that I know I moved to my RP blog, since I set up a Christmas queue that eventually…petered out.
November just keeps going on and on and on. Like I’m still scrolling and still haven’t reached the end of that month’s posts.
And I realized why.
This was the month I found Lizzy’s blog and followed it.
And also began chatting up Exit, which led to Baubles and Brimstone’s founding.
This month is when I met you insane people.
I need to do homework and school stuff, and I finally dropped back into the double digits of my blog cleanup, but I feel so terrible today. My back hurts, my stomach hurts as my gastrointestinal tract is in open revolt, there’s a constant concern if these itchy places that keep cropping up are flea bites or stress rashes, I’m light-headed, and I’m bleeding from an orifice but unfortunately that last one’s actually normal.
Oh god how am I supposed to endure stats class this week when I want to burst into tears over the slightest provocation.
I just spent the past 8 hours doing six loads of laundry, clorox-wiping, vacuuming, febreezing and otherwise cleaning and organizing my dorm room. I want to amputate my feet but holy shit I got so much done today.
(Now let’s never clean again.)
Me at the club
I’ve only retagged, fixed the inlines, and deleted dead-end/obsolete material of 30 pages worth of posts in like two days.
Part of me wants to just give up and delete the other 160 pages and start over from there because uggggh this is tedious as hell.
…finally finished my vicious encounter with the wild fanged beast of HTML. Damn this blog looks good. I could make love to this blog.
Now I still have three days left before classes start…this means I have until the 18th to:
…and I should probably clean out my Inbox(es) while I’m at it given that I haven’t glanced at those in several months, either.