Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who started a successful online business selling purses she made out of recycled starshmucks cups and twine and used targeted facebook ads and worked on the side and she made a million dollars and moved to Boulder, CO where she lives happily with her partners in a sweet community condo with a compost pile.

This is not the story of nihilistcards.com. The founding of this here website was much different, and it goes something like this...

Once upon a time, and that time is right now, I decided that I have issues with authority and also money and giving too many fucks.

Real life: I'm a self proclaimed snarky asshole - but I care about people more than I should. Boring, right? I manage a costume store and work as a magician. Essentially I mislead and lie to people for cheap entertainment by night, and by day I deal with the general public, helping them dress like bananas or do zombie makeup. It's not a bad gig. It's fun. But I live in Denver where shit's 'spensive as hell and things like health insurance don't come with the territory of entertainment. Also, I listen to a shit ton of black metal and love dark humor.

Then I had a great idea - start another business where the margin is shitty but at least I love what I do. Because I'm an idiot. But, a passionate idiot. Without health insurance, still, but whatever. We're all going to die anyway.

So I drew some cartoon figures after spending hours figuring out photoshop, scraped together the last of my savings and spent many nights reading about ecommerce and advertising and drinking vodka and doubting myself and arguing with the Department of Revenue and convincing myself that nihilist memes were "research."

Let's see how this goes. On the bright side, if I fail, it doesn't really matter anyway. Nothing matters. (I'll probably cry though.)

Thanks.

~ Chelsea