i recently discovered that it is, in fact, possible to make a living by blogging. this baffled me - and it continues to baffle me - since i always thought that blogging about one's life, while at least moderately entertaining for both writer and reader, was kind of, um, just for fun? but apparently Heather @ Dooce (not that she needs any more publicity) paid her mortgage by blogging.
so this is my new life goal: to expose to the wonderful world of the Interwebs how devastatingly funny i am and how exciting (!!!) my life is, and by doing so, to become independently wealthy and never have to work again. then i will have private salespeople come to my house bearing hundreds of pairs of designer shoes, and i will try them on and buy them all. just like on "The Real Housewives of Atlanta."
yes, that is my goal in life. by achieving it, i firmly feel i will be bettering the world we live in.
today, which has just shortly ago become Thursday, is the second-to-last day of finals in the first semester of my Junior year at Art School. i don't think i've ever been so overwhelmingly relieved that a semester is coming to its end, although i'm pretty sure i feel that exact same way at the end of every semester. they just keep getting worse, and worse, i guess. the thing that really did it this semester was that i not only went to school full-time, for the first time i also worked 30 hours every week on top of that. the result is a scintillatingly brain-numbed Zombie Katie, who contracts colds that seem to last for weeks on end.
anyway, Bryce has his underwear out and i've been up since seven this morning, so now that i've thoroughly devirginized our blog, i am going to follow his lead and get my ass some sleep. goodnight, internets!
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