New Advertisers
I NOW HAVE PAID ADVERTISERS.
Who’s cool? I AM SO COOL.
I placed two different dating ads on the posts How Not to Ask Someone Out and an older one, Online Dating?.
–commence the booty shake–
This doesn’t mean I can start calling myself a “paid writer”… (–sigh–) more like “kinda-semi-professional blogger” thanks to the deposit made into my Paypal account this afternoon.
But hey, no complaints here. One step, one advertisement, one tiny little accomplishment at a time. All those itty bitty steps do eventually lead you somewhere. Hopefully with a regular salaried column somewhere. AHEM to whom it may concern. AND I DO NOT MEAN YOU, MR. SPRING, TEXAS.
To those of you who think I’m a sell-out: shove it. If I put up an advertisement that says IS YOUR HUMMER BIGGER THAN YOUR NEIGHBOR’S HUMMER? or PENILE ENHANCEMENT DRUGS ONLY $9.99 or NEXT ON ONE TREE HILL, you can call me a lame-ass.
Meanwhile I’m keeping that boring day job so I don’t have to lower myself to ads for Paris Hilton perfume. Seriously, who the fuck needs to buy princess-scented STDs in a bottle? (Here’s a hint, sweetie: calling it parfum doesn’t class it up nearly enough to make us forget that photos of your girlie bits are all over the internet.)
