salt and peppered pork | 10/20/2011 |
 Ah, Sam.....
Let me explain that line. 
For my birthday this year, Kev got me something that I have wanted for awhile. It was (or is) an Alphasmart 3000 - a simple word processor. I wanted it for NaNoWriMo (and other writing pursuits, but mostly NaNo).  My son suggested that I call it "Sam" - I like the idea. In that, when I tell somebody I'm using my alphasmart 3000, that's a mouthful, so I can just say I'm using "Sam" - or, if I am going to pick up my alphasmart 3000 from another room, I can just say that I am going to pick up "Sam". Okay, maybe it's juvenile, but I really like the idea, so deal with it.
Anyway, it's supposed to arrive via expedited mail on Friday or Saturday. Ooh, I am soooo excited. Yeah, I'm a bit of a geek when it comes to anything to do with books or writing. So sue me.
I also ordered two pairs of fingerless gloves - one long/black pair - and one short/pink pair w/rabbit fur around the wrists. Maybe the gloves will help with the callouses that I keep getting all across my hands and fingers - I hold the pen so tight that callouses form. I'm pretty sure that if I keep at it, I will wear the skin right off of my hand/palm. Ugh.
What do you think of the title, "Ashes Of The Past" for a story about a female serial killer who's method of picking off people that cross her - is fire? Just asking.
Well, it's a blustery and cold day outside - I think that my mood is directly affected by the view that I see outside of my window - hence, my mood is stormy today. I saw Dr. H, my p-doc, last night. His most brilliant and awe-inspiring idea was to start me back on Lithium. Fucken stupid drug pushing no people skills arrogant eccentric shithead!!!! I told him that I would give it a try, but I most likely won't be doing it for long, because Lithium makes me so sick. Makes me gain weight. Makes my face break out. I'm sorry, but those side-effects are not tolerable to me. Especially the hand shaking - it makes it damned near impossible for me to hold a pen and write anything legible. And the solution for all of these side-effects? More fucken pills. Why in the world do I continue to see this man? Ugh. Crap. Doodly-squat.
And, in other bad news, my toaster has died. No waffles, no english muffins, no toast. Life really just stinks right now. Our hot water tank is broke, NO. HOT. WATER. Isn't that crappy? And if it is crappy, I can't wash it off, because I have no hot water!!!!
My son got some good news the other day though - he put a poem of his into a contest, and it is going to be published in an anthology - he is also going to get a certificate that says "proof of publication" - kinda proud of the little guy (well, he's not little, he's going to be 15 in a few months). Seems that he wants to be a writer like his mother ♥*makes me feel all warm & tingly*♥  He also wants to be a Veterinarian - which is cool, I'll be able to call him Dr. Doolittle. Hee. Hee. Hee.
My son, Cameron, needs a lot of support right now, his cat is dying. Mushu appears to have gotten shot with a BB gun or some-such small caliber gun, because there is a hole in his shoulder that is oozing this nasty, smelly pus. I called the Vet and she told me that it was probably an abcess that had exploded, that it would heal within time. It just seems to be getting worse. The hole in his fur/skin has gotten even bigger (kind of like when people stretch their earlobes - you can see the original hole, but you can also see the "stretch" of the skin).
I caught up with him (Mushu) today, last time I caught him, his razor-sharp claws dug a furrow in my thumb - this time when I caught him, I held him tight to me and held his front and back paws together. He still growled at me. But he seemed to like it when I rubbed my finger underneath his chin. As soon as I let him down though, he bolted - I can't catch him long enough to do anything for him - he's skittish and suspicious. I just don't know what to do about him - I think that he may have to be put down. Cameron is devastated. 
Well, I've got 4 more pen-pal letters that I have to catch up with, so I guess that I am going to end this entry for now. Besides, I have to cut up some potato, celery, and carrot to put into the pork roast that I am going to cook in the crock-pot.
Take care y'all,
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