7th - Voice;

Oct 04, 2009 15:50

So. I've come to a conclusion.

I don't do, like, anything on week-days, and my foray into charity work was kind of a bust, sooo... I'm gonna' need a job.

I know, I know. You're thinking: Well, why do I care? Just go out a get a job, you bum.

Fact of the matter is, though... I look funny. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm totally the cutest thing this side of the 'Porter, but I'm exactly subtle for a meta. It's obvious that I'm different. I don't have a secret identity, and I don't think that I can walk into, say, Macy's and apply for a job selling waffle irons.

So why not appeal to this little rag-tag community first, right?

I probably have qualifications somewhere. I got some pretty fancy home-schooling to get my diploma, I once played an alien on TV, I'm a one-man zoo, I'm kinda the heir of a big, super-science induntry... Yep. That's promise, right there.

Wow. This all sounds really stupid when I say it out loud.

At least I'm charismatic.

Right?

Anybody?

† gar logan | beast boy

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