R. and I are still ploughing through (slowly) ‘Moonlighting’ a couple of nights a week. It is still great, even when it’s not very good. Also, it’s super nice in the arrogant, ironically immature, way that adults enjoy: there are a lot of subtle, dirty (like, seriously dirty) jokes that I didn’t understand at 9.
In other news, I’m back to wondering if/how I could pick up some freelancing work when I’m years out of having done anything writing-wise that isn’t this blog. I don’t even know what to submit as portfolio work anymore, nor do I know how to ‘sell ideas’ in the way I probably should to get anyone to hire me for…something.
Who wants to buy my tweeting ability? I seem to do it well professionally, for what it’s worth (not much).