The dates you WANT to call you back?
They do not call back.
Le sigh.
At least I still have my brutal bounty hunters cutting off people's heads in Tirhan? And World of Warcraft? And Chipotle? And Zumba on Fridays? And a killer job? Yes.
Yes, indeed.

Monday, March 10, 2008
Another of Life's Inexplicable Truisms
Hard Heart
There needs to be an ambush scene.
And then, the infamous Meeting.
And then: HORROR.
Writing books is full of teh awesome, really. It's writing all the in-between stuff that's so fucking tedious.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Ways to Spend a Snowbound Weekend
I now have a level 10 WoW warrior... and no additional words on Black Desert.
Hey, my Cossaks disk finally went kaput on me. I needed something to fill the void.
Also, I don't think you can write off your WoW subscription even if you name your characters after your book characters. Thank goodness I can't afford a subscription. Free trials are just the thing for a snowbound weekend.
BUT I WILL NOT GET SUCKED IN.
IT IS MONTHS OF MY LIFE THAT I WILL NOT GET BACK!!!
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
Thursday, March 06, 2008
The Devil, it is full of Wireless
The Starbucks where I do my writing is now in-range of a free public Wifi hub.
Dammit, people, if I thought writing with distractions would get anything done, I'd be writing at home. Fucking A.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Black Desert
Dammit, man, I want to crack 60k!
Currently running about 5500 words behind.
This is what putting together sales conference presentations all week and working on resumes (mmmm extra Chipotle money!) will do for your book.
Guess who'll be writing this weekend?
Smart, Sexy, & Successful... in Dayton, Ohio
One of the biggest enemies I struggle with is myself.
I've been aware of what I'm good at - and what I'm not - for, well, since forever. Or, you know - what I *think* I'm good at, what I am; and what I'm not.
These two categories didn't just include things that you could physically do, but also things that I *am.* Too tall, too big, too strong - for a girl. Too loud. Too outspoken. Too self-conscious. Not pretty enough (but for what, exactly?), not fast enough (who am I running from?), not good enough (again: for what, exactly?). When you put all that down it looks pretty silly, but when it's mowing through your head, it's deadly serious.
Never enough. Not enough.
Enough for what, I don't know.
All I know is that I've got a great job, a great writing career, as much health as a T1 diabetic can have, good friends, a roof over my head, and soon - a place of my own.
I have all the tools and goods for incredible success. The key is to keep going. To not defeat yourself. To remember that yes, of course, all things shall pass and for every up there's a down, but here, right now, things are good and have the potential to be incredible.
Stop focusing on what you don't have. Stop focusing on the "not enough"s. I have enough. That "enough" got me here, and will get me much more.
There's enough.
Everything we lose, we lose for a reason. One lesson ended, another opportunity begins.
You just gotta make sure you're ready for it.
No more self-defeating talk. That's how people fail.
And I've certainly had enough of that.
I'm ready to have enough of something else entirely.
There are parts of my old life, things that change, that I'll miss. So many people I miss. Some of them choose to come along with me. Some of them don't.
Sometimes, it's best to go it alone.
Sometimes, there's someone waiting for you at the top.
Sometimes, there's somebody struggling along right there next to you.
I hope those folks have enough, too.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Brilliance
And now I will go home and be brilliant.
You are always stronger than you think you are.
Funny.
Monday, March 03, 2008
Little Bastard
Just got an email from my brother, who's in Japan right now. Then he'll be in China for a couple weeks as part of his MBA in International Business.
I'm insanely jealous. My little brother beat me to the far east.....
I'm pretty proud of the little bastard. heh heh
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Quote of the Night
"Whenever you lose something, it just means that you've lost it so you'll have the opportunity to get something better later."
- The Old Man
Conversations with my Roommates
In conversation about the shortcomings of the not-boyfriend, the Old Man said, "Really, what you need to do is find somebody who's rich and not fucked up."
"Oh gawd," I said, "how BORING. Somebody rich and tortured, how about that?"
"Rich and depressing?"
"It would be a lot more interesting," I said, and thought about it for a moment.
And then it occurred to me, in one shining moment of pure brilliance:
"I need to marry Bruce Wayne."
Life By the Numbers
Saw my endo on Thursday for my every-three-months checkup.
My A1c is a respectable 6.2, which she was ecstatic about, but which I still found rather deflating. I'm aiming for 6.0 or less, cause 6 and under is a "normal" person's blood sugar. Yes, I'm being obstinate (the goal for diabetics is to have an A1c under 7.0. What can I say? I have high standards. I also had a 5.9 six months ago, so I know it's possible).
She found my reaction hilarious, because she'd just congratulated somebody for having an A1c of 8.6 (down two points from their previous one!).
Eh.
Anyway, we went over the bloodwork that I had done 3 months ago as a part of trying to get my pump. Everything looks lovely except... well, I knew this one was coming at some point.
My "good" cholesterol numbers are high (which is good), but my "bad" cholesterol numbers are borderline high (which is bad). If I wasn't diabetic, she said she wouldn't have been concerned about it, but I need to drop about 30 points to get to where I should be, optimally.
Horrific cholesterol runs in my family (I think I remember hearing I had an uncle with numbers in the 400s). She wants under 200. I'm at 219. She knows what my diet and exercise schedule is like, and once I told her about my family history she was like ahhhhh... you know, I know you'll hate to hear this, but I really think we should go with a low dose of Lipitor.
And yes, I do hate to hear it. I knew it was coming, of course. Bad cholesterol runs in the family, and it was only a matter of time before somebody did a blood test where mine showed up. Taking action now means fewer complications in the future. Diabetics die from complications - organ failure of one type or another, heartattacks in particular. So doing what I can to avoid placing undue burdens on my heart would be, you know, a good thing.
I asked her what I could do, dietwise, to help this along on my own. Ideally, I'd do the lipitor now, alter my diet, go off the lipitor for six weeks, and see if I'd managed to get it under 200 on my own. She gave me the name of a nutritionist that I can work with up in Centerville. Dropping 30 points through diet alone - after looking at what I eat already - probably isn't feasible. At best, she said I could likely drop about 10 points through diet alone. But let's be honest here, people: I eat a shit ton of full-fat dairy products and meat. Sure, I eat lots of vegetables, too, but meat and cheese and other dairy products are a mainstay of my life. These are foods I let myself eat as much as I want (and it likely the reason that, though I work out regularly, my weight stays the same).
Eliminating animal fat is going to be a big part of the diet change. That's going to hurt. I went ahead and took out butter, red meat, and took out all cheese but low-fat mozzarella on my own, and I'll be switching to egg whites over time. I'm using up the last of the whipped cream in the fridge, and will need to keep to my 0% fat yogurt religiously. This will also mean dumping sour cream.
I'll be replacing some of the meat I'm eating with beans and tofu and fish, which I don't mind. I already have turkey bacon on the weekends, and you know, there's some stuff I'm just not going to give up completely. Like bacon, yo.
So I'll be working on moving that over over the next few weeks and then seeing the dietician sometime in the next few weeks as well.
I need to make a habit of cutting out some of that animal fat on a regular basis. Cheese and steak should be treats, not everyday fair.
Ug.
And don't even get me started on the Chipotle burritos.
Blast.
Diabetes: not fun, people.