Sep. 30th, 2008
Millicent. My car.
Sep. 30th, 2008 01:00 amMy car is not legal. Nor is she starting.
In order to get my car on the road and legal once she's fixed I have to do the following... A list for me:
In order to get my car on the road and legal once she's fixed I have to do the following... A list for me:
- change driver's license to Massachusetts
- change title to Massachusetts
- get plates/registration
- get vehicle inspection -- which will require more from the mechanic, as I did not pass in Oregon, hence the car's current status
- change over insurance - avg. insurance policy in Mass is $300/yr more expensive than Oregon. Bummer.
The search is over, for now.
Sep. 30th, 2008 09:47 pmNo, I didn't find a job. exactly...
Well, remember how much I love being a housewife? And remember how I said I wished there was a way to be a stay-at-home parent AND single? And 'member how I sometimes write stuff and sometimes it ain't half bad? Well, my ma wants me to get paid to write. And she wants to support me while I attempt to do that. She said she really would much rather that than I get some job cleaning a hellhole for some asshole at eight bucks an hour.
SO, my new job is writing and getting published.
I know. It feels a little crazy and scary to me, too, but she believes in me. And sometimes I wonder if it's not only because she's my mother and she has to. It's also a crazy amount of privilege that I feel uneasy with, so I'm gonna have to do some work to accept it.
There's so much more to say about this, but... I'm gonna go grocery shopping instead. Also, if any of you have any advice on getting published, please pass it along.
Thanks.
Well, remember how much I love being a housewife? And remember how I said I wished there was a way to be a stay-at-home parent AND single? And 'member how I sometimes write stuff and sometimes it ain't half bad? Well, my ma wants me to get paid to write. And she wants to support me while I attempt to do that. She said she really would much rather that than I get some job cleaning a hellhole for some asshole at eight bucks an hour.
SO, my new job is writing and getting published.
I know. It feels a little crazy and scary to me, too, but she believes in me. And sometimes I wonder if it's not only because she's my mother and she has to. It's also a crazy amount of privilege that I feel uneasy with, so I'm gonna have to do some work to accept it.
There's so much more to say about this, but... I'm gonna go grocery shopping instead. Also, if any of you have any advice on getting published, please pass it along.
Thanks.
That said...
Sep. 30th, 2008 10:48 pm... this is sure interesting (thanks Rob Brezsny):

It's a seller's market for you, Sagittarius. If I were you, I wouldn't buy a bunch of new stuff or invest in unripe possibilities. Rather, I'd cash in on the hard work I've been doing for many months now. I'd quit while I was ahead. I'd liquefy assets that might soon decline in their value to me but that are still at the height of their value to other people. In order for you to summon the brisk confidence necessary to pull this off, you'll have to resist greedy temptations to hold on to everything a little while longer.

It's a seller's market for you, Sagittarius. If I were you, I wouldn't buy a bunch of new stuff or invest in unripe possibilities. Rather, I'd cash in on the hard work I've been doing for many months now. I'd quit while I was ahead. I'd liquefy assets that might soon decline in their value to me but that are still at the height of their value to other people. In order for you to summon the brisk confidence necessary to pull this off, you'll have to resist greedy temptations to hold on to everything a little while longer.