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I feel older than I am. Not through any excess of maturity, mind you - mainly because I'm feeling sore and decrepit after rolling on a concrete floor with only 2cm of mat between me and the hard stuff. That and the fact that my rolling was not so much rolling as falling down and going *splat* a lot.
I know what I want but at the moment I'm not sure how I'm going to get it. By the time I'm retired from paid employment, I want to be happily collecting royalties from my many published works. This means I'm going to have to pull my finger out and finish writing my first novel. I want to be happily ensconced in an academic career within the next ten years. This means I need to pull my finger out and get a job so I can have something to live on while doing my PhD. There's only one thing I want that I have no control over, unless by some amazing chance, I learn how to read minds and telepathically influence people's decisions. But I wouldn't want to get it that way, anyway.
Why doesn't anyone else understand why James Spader is sexy?
I know what I want but at the moment I'm not sure how I'm going to get it. By the time I'm retired from paid employment, I want to be happily collecting royalties from my many published works. This means I'm going to have to pull my finger out and finish writing my first novel. I want to be happily ensconced in an academic career within the next ten years. This means I need to pull my finger out and get a job so I can have something to live on while doing my PhD. There's only one thing I want that I have no control over, unless by some amazing chance, I learn how to read minds and telepathically influence people's decisions. But I wouldn't want to get it that way, anyway.
Why doesn't anyone else understand why James Spader is sexy?
