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Dear world -
Cass does not wish to do the wide variety of exciting options laid on for today, like emails and job applications, some of the former of which have been put off for three months. Cass would much rather go back to bed and pull the covers up over her head and stay there. Cass would not like to try to figure out what to do with the characters in the game who are relatively inactive. Cass would rather go drinking. Cass would not like to contemplate either the two Airedales in her house or some of the more interesting decisions made by friends, all of whom will assume they know what this refers to. They will be wrong. Cass would instead like a large bag of cash to get a tattoo and leave the country without obligations like visas and the like.
Cass does not want to consider anything about the job offer that she may accept, for it is shite and has only the advantage of being money. Instead, she would like to work on the novel with Darumaseye. Cass would not like to contemplate the fact that she has just stepped off the end of the sidewalk and bought plane tickets to meet crazy horse-sacrificing cultists in Wisconsin, nor that she is considering stepping further off the end and dragging Codesmith either to Palestine or to an altar.
Cass would, in short, like to do things that she wants to do, rather than either things that she should do or that scare the crap out of her. This is hardly surprising and matches the rest of the world's population in desires, but the world should alter itself to accomodate this desire, because dammit, I'm tired of doing what I should rather than what I want.
Especially since I am so piss-poor at doing what I should.
The list is long, the time is short, and here I go.
Cass does not wish to do the wide variety of exciting options laid on for today, like emails and job applications, some of the former of which have been put off for three months. Cass would much rather go back to bed and pull the covers up over her head and stay there. Cass would not like to try to figure out what to do with the characters in the game who are relatively inactive. Cass would rather go drinking. Cass would not like to contemplate either the two Airedales in her house or some of the more interesting decisions made by friends, all of whom will assume they know what this refers to. They will be wrong. Cass would instead like a large bag of cash to get a tattoo and leave the country without obligations like visas and the like.
Cass does not want to consider anything about the job offer that she may accept, for it is shite and has only the advantage of being money. Instead, she would like to work on the novel with Darumaseye. Cass would not like to contemplate the fact that she has just stepped off the end of the sidewalk and bought plane tickets to meet crazy horse-sacrificing cultists in Wisconsin, nor that she is considering stepping further off the end and dragging Codesmith either to Palestine or to an altar.
Cass would, in short, like to do things that she wants to do, rather than either things that she should do or that scare the crap out of her. This is hardly surprising and matches the rest of the world's population in desires, but the world should alter itself to accomodate this desire, because dammit, I'm tired of doing what I should rather than what I want.
Especially since I am so piss-poor at doing what I should.
The list is long, the time is short, and here I go.
