writer/editor for hire

i desperately need a regular gig.

i desperately need tings regularly paying reasonable sums so i can continue living alone because i cannot function in cohabitation. i cyah stay sane+productive with somebody sharing my livingspace+alonetime. and yet insteada pounding pavement looking for non-creative-but-paying wuk as soon as i met today's deadlines, i here, blogging, lifted in spite of the lung infection, because this is the only thing that makes me feel any better about the overwhelming state of my life. and because at least i writing.

walk good.