Thursday, October 27, 2005

Another sleepy, sleepy day

Very sleepy again today, but at least I have a reason. Tony didn't get out of all his work-related stuff until after midnight and I went to pick him up and didn't get to sleep until 1. Put pills on top of that...and waking up at 8:30 (though dozing until nine when Keith got here to put up some lights). I'm sleepy.

Been cleaning the house up a bit in case Tony brings any people over. Got a bit more to do and then I think I'm gonna crash for a while.

Have made some significant progress with the book. Hopefully I'll be awake enough later to do some more work today. Right now I don't dare. I've fixed probably 10 typos so far in the little bit I've written in here. Too sleepy. Can't think.

And tomorrow I have more of my roman shade class at Baer. I need to measure the window tonight too. I think that's all I have to do though.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Geez, what's my horoscope today?

Well, the day started with great promise. Planned items:
  • Tom coming by with his nephew to do some electrical work and get the heat thingy running in the basement (check),
  • guy coming to do fireplace inspection (check, albeit a bit late, but at least he had some good news),
  • guy coming to pick up furniture for repair (uncheck, have to reschedule for tomorrow 'cause they were too busy today after all),
  • vet coming to see to Harley and Grace (uncheck, they had it down as an office visit somehow),
  • meeting at Old Louisville Information Center at 7 PM about Historic Tax Credit (still scheduled, just hoping I'll be awake, I'm dead tired),
  • work on novel (check, made some progress),
  • work on stuff for Leapfrog (big uncheck, now one of the guys wants to write the copy himself. Sigh.),
  • pain pills (uncheck, not working real well today).

And so on. I shoulda just stayed in bed today. Oh, and forgot another one:

  • Making new curtain (check, but hold on, wait for it...)
  • Attaching fringe to curtain (uncheck, instead I had bobbin vomit)

And then there's the various issues with the various electrical projects. I won't even go into detail on those. I need a nap.

Monday, October 24, 2005


Listening: Louis Armstrong, I'm Crazy 'Bout My Baby
Reading: Peter Inson, Dunno & Gail Carson Levine, The Two Princesses of Bamarre

When the Fall weather falls on the sunny, crisp side of things, it's just wonderful. That's not what it is today. Today it's really quite cold and grey, but I still like the look of the leaves on the sidewalk. Leaves are beautiful individual pieces of art.

So far today I've sent out my niece's birthday card, washed some clothes, called the furniture restoration guy to set up an appointment, written one review, updated the family blog, and...and I think that's it. Want to finish a curtain for the dining room too and I have a meeting at 2 PM with the Leapfrog people. Hopefully they'll let me do it by phone 'cause my leg is screaming a bit today. It's up and down and mostly down with the weather is cold.

I'm about half way through my revisions and I'm definitely going to finish them this week. That's the other thing I want to work on today. Well, back to it.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

I am the walrus

Listening: Squeeze, Take Me, I'm Yours

So, let's see. I've got a new project for Leapfrog. This time they want my copywriting help for their own site and brochure. Should be a fun project. I like working with smaller companies. A lot looser and more fun than dealing with AT&T. Shoot, you have to like a place that has a pool table in the reception area.

Other than that, I've mostly been working on the house. I need to get back on top of my book; hopefully today or tomorrow. I've been very fuzzy from the medication lately. Sometimes I just postpone taking them so I can think for a while. Doesn't seem to affect my writing though, just my motivation. As in, hmmmm, wouldn't this be a nice time for a nap?

Listening: James Bignon, Use Me (I like Bill Wither's version better)

I sent off a couple of poems to a magazine. We'll see what happens. I don't think I write mainstream enough to get any poetry published.

Oh! And Serious McElvoy has come back. His name hit me ages ago and stuck and now he's back. He wants to be written about. So maybe he'll be my NaNoWriMo project. But I have to finish my revisions first. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. Think positive.

Friday, October 14, 2005


I'm so tired today. I mean really, really, really tired. Can barely keep my eyes open. Meds hitting hard today.

Yesterday I found some great material for curtains for the dining room. Yay! And some other fabric (with elephants) to make new outdoor cushions with. There's more, but I'm so sleepy I can't even think of it.

Maybe more later.


Listening: To the sorority girls partying next door
Feeling: Annoyed and tired

If the @#$#% girls would just keep their partying indoors late at night, they wouldn't be so annoying. Or if they didn't invite over beer-soaked, testosterone-high lunkheads who stand around outside going "Effing-this" and "Effing-that." Grrrr. All at the top of their lungs. Since I guess the people over on the NEXT BLOCK can't hear them. And it's Thursday, for heaven's sake.

The bad thing about living in the city. Actually, not the city. Next to a University.


I was evil mommy today. I snuck a bath in on Gracie before she knew what was happening. She was absolutely flabbergasted. I wish I had a picture of her face. She forgave me after I fed her, but boy was she upset. You'd think the world had ended by the look on her furry little face.

I'm going to go try and sleep again.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

A plantin' away

Listening: XTC, Dear God
Reading: Dunno by Peter Inson

Wow, I've actually had a pretty productive day today. Whoo-Hoo! That's two in a row! Maybe it's the start of something new.

I planted the spring bulbs in the front yard today. Hopefully they come up. It's an assortment of yellow crocuses and something-or-other else. All yellow. Grace gave me a scare while I was planting them. When I went to get the watering can, she disappeared back behind the building next door and, snarky thing that she is, wouldn't answer when I called for her. Just as I was thinking to myself "Geez, how can you lose a cat that big??" she wandered back around. Oh, were you looking for me?

Then I got some e-mailing done, notified the winners of the Chris Crutcher contest, and made two curtains for the kitchen. Now I just need to make the top cafe curtains and the kitchen will be done. They came out pretty good. I tried something new -- used a ribbon as the rod holder. Maybe I'll take a picture after the top half is done (we've got really big windows).

I've forgotten half of what I did yesterday, but I do remember that I worked on my revisions, cleaned out the fridge, and washed all the bedclothes. There was something else, I think, but heck if I know what it was.

I'm now happy with chapters one and two. Three I'm still mixing and matching.

Listening: Paula Cole, Hush, Hush, Hush

Tomorrow -- Post Office and lunch with Tony. Other than that, I don't know. Maybe the rest of the kitchen curtains. Maybe a coffeehouse trip. Maybe I'll finish knitting that scarf....maybe I'll just sleep.

Monday, October 10, 2005

And Obie came to the realization...

Listening: Portishead, A Tribute to Monk & Canatella
Reading: Rush Hour: Sin

Mondays are filled with expectations. Things to do, places to go, people to see. I feel all poetic and writerly, but oh so tired. I can't seem to hold on to the scraps of poetry my brain produces. I think I'll write more later. When the first round of pills has worked their way through. Tomorrow I think I need to go to the coffee house and ramp up on caffeine and work on my revisions. It's the 10th of October already. Time. Once it was just a frail concept, now it is running away from me, laughing.

I dare not blink
all my balance
lives in my eyes

Friday, October 07, 2005

And then it was Friday

Listening: some radio station, some song going "Na, na, na, na"
Feeling: like someone beat the tar out of me and not finding any tar, decided to go for broke

So poor Tony had to sit through the Dr. sticking me with the 6 inch needle. And, in this case, I have employed no writerly exaggeration to the facts -- he can testify to it. It is, quite simply, the biggest darn needle I have ever seen. Lucky for me, I've only seen it hovering menacingly near me. Tony had to see him use it (while I was squeezing his hand to a pulp). I'm glad I can't see it after Tony explained what was going on. While my eyes are crossing in pain and sweat is literally popping out on my forehead (I'd always read that in books but didn't really understand it until now), the Dr. takes the monster needle, sticks it in and then...MOVES it around. Up and down, back and forth. Like stirring. Except there's no soup to stir, there's just me.

That explains the bruises, eh?

So, anywho, that also explains my absence from the blog since Wednesday. I've been in bed. Mostly 'cause we've got a house of stairs and when you can't really bend your knee, you're kind of stuck. And he also changed my pain pill to hydrocodone from tramadol (or whatever it was). Which makes me sleepier.

I'm so far behind on everything, but today, eh, whatever. I don't care. Or maybe that's the hydrocodone talking. Today I could at least somewhat bend my right leg, so I made it down to the 1st floor. Heh. After noon. Since I slept until then. *Sigh*

I took down two books with me to review, so I hope I get to them. I really need to. I have a stack of about 10 books that have been read but not reviewed. I just can't think sometimes.

At least the cats are happy. They are getting a ton of cuddle time. Look, mommy can't move! I call shotgun! Purr, Purr! Oh, wait, who's going to feed us?

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Back to the Blues

Listening: John Lee Hooker, Roll N' Roll

Lawd, lawd, gotta love a good Blues song. John Lee Hooker is the best too. He's my kind of blues.

Today's shot day again. I'm going to pick Tony up from work so he can drive me back (and also have his hand squeezed to a pulp whilst I'm actually being all shot up). I wonder if he'll blanch at the 6 inch needle? I know I do. If I got any paler, people'd think my freckles were coming alive.

That made no sense.

Listening: Randy Newman, Lonely at the Top

Anyway. I'm going to deposit the checks RIGHT NOW before I lose them again. And I have a new goal (besides not losing checks anymore) -- all revisions finished before the end of August. Because November is NaNoWriMo month...and what's a goal if it isn't crazy?

Oh. And eating more poptarts.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005


Listening: Led Zeppelin, Achilles Last Stand

Through sheer dumb luck, I found the check right before I was going to search through the garbage. That's something, at least. Sigh.

Laugh or cry?

So. I just found all the checks that I had to call to get re-issued. And now I can't find the check from the stock I just cashed out that I just got this past weekend. I just don't know what to do with myself. I give up. Stick a fork in me, I'm obviously done. Done for. Done with. Wiped out. Tired.

I am the bone
grey with age, cracked,
the marrow long ago
sucked out of me

I just feel like I can't do anything right anymore. Nothing quite works out.

Listening: Janis Joplin, Summertime

Monday, October 03, 2005

It's Monday again

Listening: Nine Inch Nails, Head Like a Hole
Feeling: ambivalent

Another day with lots of big plans and a late start. But I'm on a roll now. Yeah.

Going to mail out a bunch of books today and my sister's birthday present (Happy Birthday [Almost] Pam). I got it at the art show this past weekend.

There was a new secret on PostSecret today that could have been sent by me. It's always kind of a weird thrill to see that.

So, I'm off to the store now. And then home...and clean, clean, clean. Clean out the mind, clean the house, clean up my act. I'm inviting Mr. Clean over for dinner. Maybe he'll stay for a while.