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So I spent a couple of hours with my best friend from high school last night. We had a falling out, my fault, in college and I hadn't seen her in three years. It was a very nice evening a lot like the old days, except now she's married and 6 1/2 months pregnant. Now this isn't odd by any means, being in my mid-twenties quite a few of my friends either have children or are in the process of having them.
Now, if I'm being honest I don't much like children. Babies in particular I am less than fond of. I don't hate them, I'm not a monster, but without any sort of attachment to the little boogers I just rather not be around them. But for some reason, spending time with my friend and her bun in the oven made my daddy instincts kick in. I didn't know if I even had those. It just feels sort of weird, if you know what I mean.
Good news everyone!
So thanks to having a hyperactive attention to detail, I've been offered an internal product reviewer position at Alluria Publishing (at least for their next product). I've taken it, and am both excited and nervous. It's a big opportunity to break into the business. It's not a paid position, but I do get a credit in the next book (Indigo Ice, if you wanted to know), a copy of the book, and a good reference. THIS IS SO AWESOME!
I broke, need repairing.
I'm officially pissed. PISSED AT EVERY MOTHERFUCKING THING! I'm pissed that just because I'm male society has deemed me to be disposable. I'm pissed that because of the way I was born I am considered only as valuable as I can make myself. I'm pissed that even if I tried to make myself valuable that there is no reward for it. I'm pissed that no one gives a fuck about how I feel, or what I want, or whether I deserve a little sympathy or affection or acknowledgement. I'm pissed that nature has made me a pariah. I'm pissed that I'm so insecure that I think that if I don't talk about myself constantly, or put on a show, no one will remember I exis
Unwarranted Advice
Keep carnivorous avians away from any part of you that you want to keep.
CRAAAAAAAAP!
Somehow every time I make plans, invite people to do something, it falls apart. I tried this year to do something for my birthday. At first it was working out okay, but as usual at the most inconvenient time it appears that practically no one is going to be able to make it. Honestly I am about done with making plans. From now on, if I want to do something I'll just pick someone at random, go kick their door in, and sit in their house until they throw me out or do something.
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