i’m so jealous
My old neighbors went to the Augusten Burroughs book signing event for his new book ‘Possible Side Effects’ and had their picture taken with him.
I adore this man and his hotter than hot husband. He’s living the life i dream of, you know, the neurotic writer who lives with a HOT Daddy Bear and travels the world writing about how neurotic he is and everybody loves him and wants to make movies about his life. That life. That’s precisely the life i want to live.
I have the hot boyfriend part down… and i guess i write about my neurotic-ness. but where are the hollywood agents, or hell, the literary agents clamouring for my signature on their contracts?
Anybody? I’ll take almost anything. really! $5000.00 for a book? today, sure!