24 Hours in a Day

So, I went the freelance route finally. The gist is - anything Eric and I can do for money we are now going to do for money. Well, not anything. I passed up the "pen pal" freelance gig where I would be a "virtual pen pal" for "lonely men" for a site that downright horrified me.

People, it takes a lot to horrify me.

Now I am thinking to myself as I write this, maybe I should have taken the porno chat girl position - if nothing else - think of the BLOG fodder!

But seriously, I can't imagine doing that. I would ruin everyone's good time by reminding them that women poop too!

I wish someone would pay me to go to those sites and post things like "sorry guys, she poops too" or "if you look really hard, you can see where they tried to photoshop out her c-section scar!" I just want to be the pervert internet's wet blanket.

Some jobs I did apply for are for general comedy writing, as well as technical writing. There are an awful lot of social networking jobs on there as well, which I will be applying to. If you knew me in real life, you would know just how well connected I really am virtually. No, really, I am a big bad virtual dork that is famous on the internet.

My motto has now become "there are 24 usable hours in every day." And frankly people, I plan on making money every one of those hours.

I know what you are all thinking - put ads up on this blog.

Here's the thing about ads - for one, I would have to move this blog to another server, wordpress doesn't support ads, which bites big time, since they are the cheapest hosting around. And two - I am looking at a maximum of 20 dollars American a month for the hits I get here now. Ok, it probably is more than that, but I would need to get double the hits I do now to pull in....say...what Eric used to make a month when he was employed.

Now, let me tell you my pipe dream - my dream among dreams - and why I am doing this - I want to pay off my student loan debt in one year. And, for the sake of honesty, it's just above $9,000.

I know I have nothing to bitch about - there are people out there that have over $100,000 worth of student loan debt. BUT THOSE PEOPLE ARE DOCTORS. I, obviously - based on nothing but my medical escapades alone - am not a doctor.

So that is my pipe dream right now. I am considering putting up one of those status bars - you know the ones - usually women use them to show how much weight they have lost or when their baby is due. I want to put one up where it shows how much debt I have left.

But sadly I do not have time for that right now. I have to reply to this guy who wants to know what I am wearing.

I am kidding Mom! I didn't take that job! There's not enough Purell in the world to make me take that job!