So whoring myself on a website for a few dollars has proved quite an unpopular idea amongst friends and other acquaintances. Every time I come up with a plan or an obsession to do something (approximately every other day) I get really excited and enthusiastic and I can’t think very clearly. This is why I have to ask people who I trust what they think, and consider their opinions.
This is also necessary because, having no self-respect, I have a much faltered sense of morality; what is decent and what’s not. A faltered sense of morality regarding my own actions only of course, as I’m very good at judging other people, no problem.
So here’s what different people think about the idea in my post yesterday.
Matty says: “Think of the economics. In order to buy that £400 coat / suitcase / belt / rowing machine / bowler hat, you’d have to spend nearly 7 hours prancing around naked. Instead you could be watching Family Guy. You do the math. Oh and it’ll be around and potentially hanging over your head for the rest of your life”
I says: But what if I did this full time Matty, hmm? £60 per hour x 7 hours a day x 5 days a week x 52 weeks in a year = £109,200 annual income
Andrews says: “It’s prob not the best scheme ever! If you have second thoughts about modeling and your rent boy career didn’t exactly work this is prob not a good idea!”
I says: I would just like to point out that I’ve never embarked on a rent boy career and I don’t know what Andrews is talking about
Donnell says: “I would say defo don’t. The money isn’t worth it. It could come back and haunt you”.
Orville says: “Is this website thing a really good idea dude? It might be a quick buck, but your blog has been a bit downbeat recently and I dunno if this is the kind of thing that's gonna have you back in love with life.....”
Somebody else whose name I won’t mention sends me two long emails analyzing over 1,148 words why I shouldn’t do it and telling me that I will ruin my life and I should resist from pressing my self-destruct button.
Reading this makes me draw parallels between me and Britney Spears, which extend further than both of us shaving our heads after a particularly tough time (Britney after a messy divorce and parenting issues this year and me after 4 months of paralysis last year) and I decided that maybe I should put an end to my personal meltdown before I take to the MTV stage completely zoned out wearing my underwear and stumbling my way through a not-particularly-demanding routine.
Even though I have to say that I do love the part of Britney’s performance where Britney waves her right hand in front of her face during some instrumental bit, like she’s “cooling herself down” and then extends her arm to the right and then to the left.
So anyway, I guess the decision is to refrain from the online nudity and I will just have to find alternative ways to fund any further study. (Which also reminds me thanks very, very much to those who have contributed to the College Fund so far).
Then for the rest of Monday evening I go on this website here that has a list of preppy names you can give to your baby and I like it so much that I can’t describe. I would try to make a shortlist of the top 10 names I like the most maybe but it’s really impossible, I like most of them.
And if I hadn’t changed my name 4 times already (my surname once officially and my first name three times but just using different variations of the name I was born with and demanding that people forget the previous ones), I would be tempted to choose another first name from that list. But now it might be a bit insane.
I have 1 song by Chris Isaak and I've played it 56 times
I have 5 songs by Christina Aguilera and I've played them 19 times
I have 1 song by the Chromatics and I've played it 17 times
Number of days since I submitted my new article to AXM and haven't heard back: 1