Hello everyone! But mainly the ladies, I’m looking at you.
A couple of months ago, I had a really great idea. I’ve put in on a shelf, but I think its time I started trying to get it in motion. So I’m putting it out into the universe, and we’ll see where it goes.
…it’s just the siren song of that fat, weekly paycheck that no one can resist. So we give them the best / most productive years of our life. Then they hang us out to dry when we are old and there is some new kid (who is inspired by our past work) who is willing to take our place. It is no different then sports. When Kobe is 40, he is done and the rookie will be the one everyone is courting.
It’s a hard pill to swallow, but it should motivate us to do what we want to do to begin with…which is try to make our own, cool projects.
Legitimately thinking about slapping the noxious “coconut” cream out of this dumbass lady’s hands who is applying that shit TO HER FEET IN THE MIDDLE OF THE AIRPORT and stinkin’ up the entire gate. YUCK
I know that, like, “i love to travel!!!!” is supposed to be the quintessential 20-something experience, but I’ve been in Europe for almost two weeks (and it’s been fun, fo real) and now I just wanna go home, pet my cat and kiss that cute boy. Get me outta heeeeere