I have been having a crisis of faith today, a moment of - oh my god, I've quit my job and now I am never going to have any money ever again and I will never get another job and I won't be able to pay my rent and I will be kicked out onto the street and become a baglady not that it matters because we are at war and we are all going to hell in a handbasket.
Sometimes I just need to breathe.
Other, more fun, stuff. If you want to become involved in an uber-spunkalious new magazine (you know you do) then head on over to the train. Don't be scared, just do it.
