I know I should be trying to sleep, but I can’t. I miss him, and I don’t even know him. Someone out there is searching for me, and vice versa.
Am I treading a hamster wheel?
Have I really landed in an alternate universe or something? What is the deal here?
For close to two and a half years now I’ve been scouring the net for legit WAH jobs that would enable me to make a few extra bucks while I try and slog it out as a writer. And I’ve found out a LOT.
Stay tuned for more of my thoughts on this. And here’s hoping I do land work, cause I hate being poor.
I’m venting, I know. But The good thing is I’m not stumbling HALF as often as I did when I started researching things.
Let’s try this again. I swear I hit the post button. Really, I did.
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It’s a good thing I don’t have a 9-5 job, I would so be fired for ditziness by now.
Name: Jess
Age: 30 something
Sign: Libra
Chinese astrology: Year of the Tiger
Occupation: writer, self taught tarot reader and psychic, armchair ghost hunter and paranormal investigator, dreamwalker, film geek, and poet.
Disability: Yes. Cerebral Palsy, osteoarthritis, and osteoporosis
Method of movement: Power chair. I’d love to be walking, thanks but that would require a new brain.
Dream job: Getting paid for some of the things I love to do the most: Write, promote my favorite music artist Ricky Martin, listen to music, and surf the net. I also read tarot cards.
Stay tuned to this space for updates.
I am a self-taught writer. I’m constantly on the lookout for free classes to strengthen my skills as I’m not the best in grammar usage.
Since 2001 I have (semi) regularly blogged about my life as a means to heal and recover from the physical and emotional trauma that I’ve dealt with at various points in my life. This is my therapy as I have little to no faith in our country’s mental health system. It didn’t work for me and still leaves a bad taste in my mouth to this day. It sucks, plain and simple.
I am a self taught tarot reader, priestess and poet. I find it an irony that I don’t trust the majority of people, yet I write for all to see.
I’d like to think I’m an idealist. I can hope, right?
I’m still trying to figure out if I should even attempt humor or even slightly dark humor. I do have to consider the consequences of my words, as they’ve bitten me on the behind before in the past. Not everyone sees things the way I do, and the internet never forgets. I found out the hard way years ago, and lesson learned.
I do know I have the right to express myself but the rhetorical question is am I really prepared for any ensuing shitstorm that may follow?
I’m testing a firefox plugin…Performancing. Other than that, I’m still doing my damndest to remain positive in other areas.
Pardon my dust still, I’m trying to get all the kinks worked out of my brain and get a feel for the site. Now if the wish fairy would grant me a free desktop client to use with WordPress.com, it’d be great 
