Still Plodding Along

I've gotten a few more pages this morning. Jan was in and out this morning, so I couldn't really concentrate. She thought she was supposed to be in traffic court this morning, but it's tomorrow.

Also her friend Chuck is in jail, so that's on her mind. This lady brings her kid into the daycare and says "Oh, he stopped breathing and coughed up blood last night, so you might want to keep an eye on that..." like it's no big. Whaddya know, but that the kid stopped breathing and coughed up blood while he was there. Chuck did CPR and called 911. Now they don't think the kid is going to make it and they found skull fractures in the X-Ray and are trying to say it's all Chuck's fault. Umm, excuse me, but how would the kid get skull fractures from CPR and how about the fact that the mother had said that this had happened the night before at home? I say they ought to be looking at the kid's home life. From what I hear, Chuck looks all big and scary (ex-Seal or something), but he's a real pussy-cat and would never, NEVER harm a child. They just want the easy answer. Look at his service records (crossing fingers that there's nothing odd in there), talk to folks who know him and then dive into the family life. This is just so much bullshit. It also seems to have been on the Channel Four news the other night (no TV so we didn't see it), and you just know that with the way news reports are, they won't bother reporting that Chuck wasn't responsible once they actually bother doing some decent police work and see that he didn't do anything to harm the child.

Anyway, gotta shower and take something to be mailed for Jan...I don't have any stamps and it's getting late enough that I'll have to go to the post office to make sure it gets out today....apparantly it's something important. She had to run to her night job.

Here's hoping Chuck's bond hearing goes well today and that I get some more pages in this afternoon... I'm on page 74 right now.

Slow going

ARRRGGGHH! I just can't seem to get going again. After getting to page 66 so easily, I've once again gotten bogged down. I've fought to get four more pages just this morning, even though I know what needs to happen. This is really depressing. Jan and I are going to go visit my mom to have a look at a futon that my stepfather got out of an apartment he was cleaning (it's a part-time job for him...if the previous tenents leave stuff behind, he can have it if he wants). If it fits and doesn't smell too bad after being in their house for a few days (they both smoke) then we'll get him to bring it over for us.

Here's hoping I get a few more pages in before I have to go to work tonight...

Page counts

I haven't been selling much from my store. It's a little depressing. I think I may need to completely overhaul the look and layout and then go through and change all the tags. That's likely to take forever and a day to say the least.


I just got a new computer. My roommate tends to take over my desktop when she comes home, so I decided to pay out the ass through an employee purchase program Tyson has to get a Gateway laptop. I love it! I can kick back (and actually lie back) and surf the net and work on my book. It's awesome! I'd stalled a bit on my steamy little romantica, but I've gotten in another 13-odd pages since last night. About the time that Jan was going to bed, I'd started in on going over what I'd already written and somehow come up with another 3 pages just doing that. I'm up to page 65 now, and ready for some sleep. I keep struggling just to keep my eyes open. I have to go into work at midnight tonight, so I suppose I ought to catch a few Zzzz.


I'm going to try to make more regular entries, but I was never very good at keeping a diary. I really want to at least keep a record of my page count.

Getting Started...

I just opened my shop on CafePress a week ago... so far I've only sold one solitary little clock and it wasn't even a favorite one, either. I've got lots of better pics up--mostly from my trip to Japan, but no one's biting yet. It's a little depressing, but I'm going to keep reorganizing and working on editing new pics for the store. I just finished a couple of logos that I think look pretty damn good, but I haven't shown them to Jan yet. I think she's gonna love the dragon one. I know I do.
It's weird having her as a roommate. We've been best friends for 17 years now, so I naturally took her in when she and her husband got a divorce. I was not about to let her go begging to her psychic vampire grandmother!!! She spends too much time with her as it is. I tell her she's being masochistic, but she insists that she "has to". Nonsense!! The woman lives to make Janna miserable, and Jan knows it, so why on Earth does she keep torturing herself by spending so much time with her?! I just don't understand it. Is it just my asocial personality, the cat-like bit, or the sociopathy? In her case is it that she was too socialized, a dog person, and loves people (or at least feels the need to pretend that she does)?
Oh, well. I can rant some more later. The microwave is calling me.