Oh for a sugar daddy. But I'll stick with my bitter one, because I love him. I'm that noble, sure, but there remains the little problem. How to make money. Not perhaps a great amount or even overnight. I need a steady income of my own. It's impossible to get the books I need(/want) otherwise. I need a job that requires me to think and that pays. They usually call it 'intellectual prostitution'. It sounds cool, see?
Haha, I'm pathetic. And poor. Oh my heart could break.
2 comments:
intellectual prostitution ...... what do you think blogging is?
intellectual masturbation...
maybe you can charge people to view your blog...
But voyeurism is only fun when it's free.
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