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Jun. 15th, 2011
1) My daughter is auditioning for Playboy. *headdesk* I feel like a failure. Not an utter failure (that would be Hustler) but a failure.
2) Bun has dumped the sugar-daddy, with money and a house and other perks, and hooked up with an unemployed 26 year old divorcee, with a child (not custodial), living in his parents basement. Sweetie, if you're going to be a gold digger, at least dig where there is gold.
3) Mom is hospitalized with severe anemia. The count that should be 27 is 7. Her hemoglobin is all immature cells and she isn't producing white cells. My sister says it's like a bad episode of House, where no one can figure out what's wrong. Where's Hugh Laurie when you need him? BTW, Mom is blood type AB-, just to add a layer of fun.
4) Two people have cried on me this week. One, I'm used to. She lives from crisis to crisis and panic to panic. The other, not so much. She's usually all together.
5) It never gets cooler than 85 and the humidity is brutal even at 4 AM. Freight levels have been high.
6) I'm going to Chicago this weekend. I'm looking forward and dreading at the same time. My two riders have no way to get to our meet point. My room is apparently being used as a party-pad by the International Brotherhood of Beards and Leather. (The Leather Ladies will be protesting the party) And I have to drive until 11 AM for work and then drive 8 more hours to Chicago, in the same day AND be ready to talk about "Writing the Erotic scene" when I get there.
7) Olivia broke her glasses. Replacing cost $130. Money is always bad.
8) I still haven't sent out the copies of Worth the Woe
9) I had a weird allergic reaction and my feet are a mess. Got so bad and spread so bad that my legs swelled up and I thought I was looking at another bout of cellulitis. Benedryl is knocking it back
The high point of my week? The arrival of WILD PASSIONS in paperback.
Sometimes, you get a months' worth of crap in a single week.
2) Bun has dumped the sugar-daddy, with money and a house and other perks, and hooked up with an unemployed 26 year old divorcee, with a child (not custodial), living in his parents basement. Sweetie, if you're going to be a gold digger, at least dig where there is gold.
3) Mom is hospitalized with severe anemia. The count that should be 27 is 7. Her hemoglobin is all immature cells and she isn't producing white cells. My sister says it's like a bad episode of House, where no one can figure out what's wrong. Where's Hugh Laurie when you need him? BTW, Mom is blood type AB-, just to add a layer of fun.
4) Two people have cried on me this week. One, I'm used to. She lives from crisis to crisis and panic to panic. The other, not so much. She's usually all together.
5) It never gets cooler than 85 and the humidity is brutal even at 4 AM. Freight levels have been high.
6) I'm going to Chicago this weekend. I'm looking forward and dreading at the same time. My two riders have no way to get to our meet point. My room is apparently being used as a party-pad by the International Brotherhood of Beards and Leather. (The Leather Ladies will be protesting the party) And I have to drive until 11 AM for work and then drive 8 more hours to Chicago, in the same day AND be ready to talk about "Writing the Erotic scene" when I get there.
7) Olivia broke her glasses. Replacing cost $130. Money is always bad.
8) I still haven't sent out the copies of Worth the Woe
9) I had a weird allergic reaction and my feet are a mess. Got so bad and spread so bad that my legs swelled up and I thought I was looking at another bout of cellulitis. Benedryl is knocking it back
The high point of my week? The arrival of WILD PASSIONS in paperback.
Sometimes, you get a months' worth of crap in a single week.