Oh Happy Day ...
I can’t stop smiling! I got my first real (PAID!) writing assignment today. Things I plan on doing to celebrate the fact that I can now call myself a real writer without feeling like a Kevin Federline-esque wanna-be poser:1. Pop the Cris
2. Do a dance of joy (or two or three) around the apartment
3. **Sigh with relief**
4. Go to a few celebratory dinners: one with TF maybe tonight, the other with lovely Cuckoo this weekend
5. Call the parentals to remind them not to be bitter about the fact that I never made it to med school or law school, because I have a “real job” that actually pays. And I like it!
6. Make a new inspirational writing music playlist for my iPod which will include the following songs:
- “Unwritten,” Natasha Bedingfield
- “Sacrifice,” The Roots
- “Cantneverdidnothing,” Nikka Costa
- “Paperback writer,” The Beatles
- “No Such Thing,” John Mayer
- "These Words Are Mine," Natasha Bedingfield
Yeah! I’m a writer, I’m a writer!
