To do:
* scare away Internet with emotional brain dump: check
* finish my edits on Strong like Butterfly ebook for Girl Body Pride: check
* take a nap: check
* wake up just in time to realize the child will not be going to bed anytime before midnight: check
* sniff my child’s armpits to see if I can skip her bath…again : check
* teach my child how to use deodorant: check
* begin to fill out Listen To Your Mother application: check
* doubt myself because it’s what I do: check
* continue to fill out LTYM application anyway: check
* realize child and her stinky pits need a bath: check
* bath, book, bed, blog: check
* read more words by Ariel Gore because she is my word Goddess: check
* decide that I’ve been a self-righteous ass this whole time waiting for my life to be validated by someone else: check
* reaffirm my convictions to become a famous writer before I’m dead: check
* even if it is on my own fucking terms: check
* look over list of contributors for Strong Like Butterfly again while heart flutters: check
* look over state of my newly-moved-in-home (unpacked boxes stacked as far as the eye can see): check
* shrug, figure it can all wait until tomorrow, go back to writing: check
* ponder branding and monikers and real names and what it is that I have to offer the world: check
* still pondering…














