Welcome To Hermitville, Population 1

The news has been verified- I officially don't have any work for the rest of 2009 at the PR firm. That means making rent this month will be hella interesting. It also means that me + going out = NOT GONNA HAPPEN. No more hanging out spending money on drinks and appetizers like I have an expense account. It's time to get reacquainted with my four walls.

I suppose this is The Universe's way of saying:

Hey Raquel, girl, wassup? That's great. So listen, I been meaning to tell you, your apartment is a disgusting mess and I'm pretty sure the three-inch layer of dust that has settled there has more to do with your allergies than your neighbor's cat.

Also, you might want to do some laundry before the New Year; I'm kinda tired of seeing you in those same two outfits over and over and over.

And don't even get me started on the writing projects you need to finish, not to mention all the stuff you have in the works for your Jaded Empire. You need to get on that, Missy, or you'll always be working for the man.

SO don't forget- while you're all over the internets looking for work to keep your family afloat... take care of some of that shit. I just got you a sweet mini-vacation. Do something more with it than eating hot hings and watching porn. That is all.

xoxo,
The Universe

*smooches...chasing that silver lining for all it's worth*
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I will not let this beat me, I will not let this beat me, I WILL NOT LET THIS BEAT ME!