It's an honour
Well I got into honours at University which is really fantastic. I feel happy about it. My Dad says now I can rest on my laurels for a little while, at least until Christmas. Resting on my laurels means just taking one step back and sort of lessening the pressure on a metaphorical blood pressure measurer pump thing a notch or two.
I have decided that I am going to sell my Zine in the most complicated way possible which is:
You email me your name and postal address to minnagilligan@hotmail.com
I will then get back to you with a quote which will be the price of the Zine ($5.00 AUD) plus the postage (International postage $4.00 AUD, OR postage within Australia $1.50 AUD) Then you transfer the money into my Paypal account and I send you the Zine. I just re-read these instructions and it makes me sound like some kind of email scammer like "Good day it is with great love and trust that I contact you dear friend..." So if I don't get any sales I know it's not because people don't want my Zine but because you think I'm an internet scammer obviously.
Anyway I feel pretty good about honours now and no longer am I in a state of limbo, like, will I be on the streets next year or will I spend 12 more months in the comfort of art school heaven. Thankfully it will be the latter. So my dearest I come to you from great hardship with small offering of words upon paper in exchange for...
I have decided that I am going to sell my Zine in the most complicated way possible which is:
You email me your name and postal address to minnagilligan@hotmail.com
I will then get back to you with a quote which will be the price of the Zine ($5.00 AUD) plus the postage (International postage $4.00 AUD, OR postage within Australia $1.50 AUD) Then you transfer the money into my Paypal account and I send you the Zine. I just re-read these instructions and it makes me sound like some kind of email scammer like "Good day it is with great love and trust that I contact you dear friend..." So if I don't get any sales I know it's not because people don't want my Zine but because you think I'm an internet scammer obviously.
Anyway I feel pretty good about honours now and no longer am I in a state of limbo, like, will I be on the streets next year or will I spend 12 more months in the comfort of art school heaven. Thankfully it will be the latter. So my dearest I come to you from great hardship with small offering of words upon paper in exchange for...