Now that that’s (temporarily) out of my system…

I don’t know where to begin. I backed some projects on KickStarter and PeerBacker. I donated to Con-or-Bust and RAINN. But every time I donate or back, I feel immensely sad and it doesn’t let up. It’s like: do they want my money or will they throw it back into my face for being such a putz? Do I deserve to give them money? What if they don’t really want me to give them anything because I’m such an awful person?

Oh well. Someday I will learn to ignore my head ramblings when they get to that tone.

I guess I’ll hold off on killing myself, as there’s no telling what people will need, and being dead would kind of get in the way. Plus I’m pretty sure I’ll be amused with all the ebooks I’m racking up (ebooks make for an easy-on-the-shipping prize for crowdfunded projects these days). And there’s a new Marla Mason book coming out in several months from now, and Timothy Pratt will write me a story, so there’s any number of reasons to keep chugging along. New episodes of Elementary. That kind of thing.

Boy Meets Boy is also pretty good so far.

So there are good things. I’m just not sure they outweigh the bad thing (me).