oh man i hate clothes so much i’ve reduced them basically to a limited number of uniforms.

but as for beloved books, i’m ditching those too. that’s why i can’t simply “throw them out”—it’s a matter of handing them down to the correct persons. swedish death cleaning! lolololol.

it’s a form of small suicide i suppose. not a sad one—more of a freeing one. suicide of the ego anyway. trying...

man im crazy ha ha ha. but i gotta let my freak flag fly.

My editor is leaving. Took me out to lunch today and I thought she was going to tell me I was fired or some shit, but it turns out she’s leaving. After 20-plus years.

Now I guess it’s time to learn if I really love what I do, or if I just loved having a compassionate, intelligent, tough-as-fuck female boss who had my back and thought I was great.

Weird feeling.

she the one who nearly cried when you were thinking of quitting?

lissen: if the opportunity opens up again, don’t fear PR. it’s what most journos do when they tire of poverty.

what? no...

there are standards and certifications

they’re all different from each other, and levels of enforcement may vary, but yeah, it does mean something

https://lifehacker.com/5941881/what-...hould-i-buy-it

She did cry. She didn’t *sob,* but yeah... she teared up. And I damn near teared up when she told me she was quitting.

And she’s leaving for a PR gig.

Goddammit.

Lolololololololol

it would be hilarious if she’s taking the job they had offered you. i mean, likely it’s not, but it would be hilarious, because maybe she was tearing up about you taking the job from her not you leaving. or maybe it was something else, like she saying “dammit i wasted my life in this profession and now this kid is gonna walk to his dream.” bha ha ha.

but listen: this is a good lesson for you. sure sure “we told you so,” but being told something is not the same as realizing it on your own. your employer is not your friend. boot to the head! now you know-know.

sorry if this is frustrating but eh. you snooze you loose, as children say. now let’s laugh at this, as we should.

It’s not the same job. She and I actually are friends. She told me everything. Her job pays WAY more than the one I almost took, which paid a lot. Hah.

I still think I made the right choice. I’m in a field I love. I am good at my job and I’m good at it because I love it. I’m in good shape to move on to other writing work if my publication goes to hell, because... well, I have a formal accolade or two at this point. So I’m glad I didn’t switch to PR. Not yet. Later? Almost definitely.

God bless it, this has been a complicated fucking year though.

yeah, sounds like it.

me too i guess but i'd rather not discuss. ha!

and you can be friends with your colleague, just not with a business entity is what i meant.

anyway you have plenty of time to switch yeah.

i'm still waiting for the lols though! where are they. give us a good guffaw. cmon...

I hate when they bleep lyrics in songs. I will not listen to songs with bleeps in them (if I can help it).

why do you drink that garbage when you have beefeater

wtf is wrong wif you lol

I've come to the realisation that I don't actually like Scotch (or any variation of it). This after years of convincing myself that it was my drink of choice. All those years fooling myself when I could've been downing gin and tonics all along. And on special occasions, a gin martini is heaven itself.

fuck yeah. the gin martini is the only martini that doesn’t need qualifiers. hence: martini. it’s always the shitty vodka martini that needs explaining. who the fuck was it that ruined the martini with vodka? was it millennials? was it gen-xers? man.

summer my fave drink is the gin rickey: beefeater, lime, and club soda. super refreshing and no sugar and so chuggable. dont like flowerwater gins much. viva el juniper. rickey highley repeatable with rum and vodka too and tequila not sure if it’s called the same but great taste.

oh hell yeah don q rum rickeys. if that plant survived hurricane. have not seen don q in shelves this spring.

james bond did the Vodka martini

and what a twat he was :D

he had it watered down, too

basically he was just pretending to drink

If you're ever in London I'll take you to the bar at the Duke Hotel, where Fleming's Vodka Martini was invented. but where they also invented the Vesper Martini: a thing of liquid beauty.

Here's how they do it:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yb2TLPDPuW4

You're paying though.

Possibly, but no way could that be said of Fleming himself.

Here’s something.

I kinda wanna bang the waitress from It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

finger fantasy.....
tabitha takes over
finger fantasy.....

charlie already did IRL. i mean they’re married lol

well. he was a writer! he didn’t have to stay alert and shoot people and save the world and shit