One More for Good Measure

Today I saw a dog. I don't remember the last time I went a day without seeing a dog. If I was a good writer, I would make some sort of point out of that. Right now, I am not trying to be a good writer, I am trying to fill blog requirements. I am trying to survive. How many more days until I remember how to write. I'm hoping for one. I'm betting on fifteen. I heard that Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul pays $300 for every story they accept. I might look into that. The problem with trying to be a writer is that there isn't very much money behind it. Even if you take the moguls like Stephen King or David Sedaris, I imagine the median income for "professional" writers is well below the poverty line. Oh well. I don't especially care about money, because people keep giving it to me. The government gives me money so I can go to school. My parents give me money so I can sleep in a bed. My job gives me money so I can buy milk. Middle class really doesn't appeal to me. I don't want to live in a subdivision. I want to live on the wrong side of the tracks or in a multi million dollar estate on top of Mount Everest. I wonder which is more likely... With writing like this though, I imagine its only a matter of time before the money starts rolling in. One day I will have to be self sufficient. That is going to suck so much. Right now I kind of ignore my bills and creditors, knowing that one day it will bite me in the ass. But right now, I don't have to worry about it because I am young and stupid. Being young and stupid is awesome. The only problem is that right now and I imagine for the next few weeks I'm going to be young, stupid and totally miserable. I don't like being miserable because I don't know how to cure it. I know how to numb it. Right now my only numbing options are video games. Which is ok, I guess. I really like some video games, a trend I thought I escaped years ago. I am so hungry. In half an hour I get to go to La Salsa for the lit mag Persona's Dinner. That'll be dope. I think I will get something involving beef and cheese....probably a tortilla, too. Definitely salsa, of course. And sour cream. Sentence fragments woot.