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08/09/2008: "Valerian"I know it's only been two days since I posted last, but I forgot some things I wanted to say and I'm bored and less bitchy now, so here I am.
I took Valerian to help me sleep in because I went to bed so late. But then I only got 5 hours of sleep and then got up and went to go get the oil changed in my car. So, I still had some Valerian in my system. Which I didn't realize until I started driving and drove right in front of another car and they honked at me. And I thought, "Oh, well." Then wondered why I had such a cavalier attitude, then realized it was Valerian. Then realized I couldn't care less cuz I was all hopped up on Valerian. I was giggly at work the other day and that was also a day when I had taken Valerian the night before to sleep. DAMN. It doesn't feel like anything to be "on" it. Until you find yourself giggling too much or driving like a maniac and you wonder why. I am very laid back right now.
I woke up this morning (too early of course) and laid there and started laughing cuz my new "web series" was writing itself in my head some more. I sat there in bed and wrote 3 pages of it. DAMN. It just keeps going. I love it! It makes me laugh like a crazy maniac. I don't know if I will ever have it produced or anything, but I may as well write it down now, quick while I still work in medical records and can still remember what's funny about it. Tee hee hee. I guess it's good for the soul to write some occasional funny in between your dark dark murderous novels. Yeeks. YES, it is good for the soul. DAMN, I say again!
Okay. The other day I cleaned my entire shower with a toothbrush. Yup. It was the only way to get between the tiles. Never put tile... anywhere! Not if you yourself will have to clean it. Oh, I don't know. Nothing but a toothbrush seems to do the trick. It took at least an hour. I had to clean the house before I asked the apt. manager to fix the faucets, see. GEEZ. Anyway. It was strangely satisfying. Cuz I'm obsessive compulsive. Eee! Yeah, too much of the wrong kind of fun. Yup.
So. Got the oil changed today and they were extra nice. Held the door open for me. Explained everything to me. La la la. What's up? Then they broke my seatbelt. It still works as a seatbelt, I just have to crawl under it now. Not cool! It's an automatic one. I don't know how they fucked it up. But I'm too Valerian mellow to care.
I was hoping it would straighten itself out on its own. Sometimes it does. Ya never know....OH. I got a new computer. A hand-me-down computer, actually. From my sister. And so far, I know this: It has a Pentium III processor and my computer has a Celeron. YEAH. It has a 9 GB hard drive. ???? Mine has 33 GB. Mine has a CD burner. New kid on the block does not. Soooo... I'm gonna create a Frankenstein monster out of the two computers. Put my hard drive and CD burner and possibly some of my RAM into the new hand-me-down computer. Whoop! Make a super computer. One that may actually play my iTunes videos....
Anyway! But that will take careful thought. And time. And right now I am busy trying to figure out how to set up my Wordpress blog. Geez. Every page has to be set up separately. I mean the templates or whatever they are even called. Theme files. Whatever. TIME. I got the main page. Hey, I bet it's there to look at. Won't be too exciting, though, so I won't link to it. Tee!
I was thinking of getting a Twitter account. But I don't know if I can have short thoughts. What? You know. Whatever.
Hey, no nightmares lately. Last night I suddenly got into Fiona Apple's When the Pawn album again. Wish I could waste gas and drive all over the outskirts of town at night singing it. But no. But there's so much traffic lately at night anyway, you really can't belt out Fiona songs like you used to be able to. Heh. Even thought of doing some You Tube karaoke of Fiona songs. Not with a visual of me however. Just the audio. And maybe some scenes from your favorite BUFFY. Hee. But first I must buy a laptop to take with me to a big empty parking lot at midnight to record myself belting out the tunes. A cappella. Cuz I realized I could take my little boom box, but then how would I get that recording on the web? Blast it into my computer microphone? No no. Someday you may hear me singing "Paper Bag" and "Love Ridden". And you will not laugh at me!
Whatever. Sigh. Valerian.
My mother is convinced the deer that attacked her was too huge to be of this Earth. "I think it was a Celestial Deer." Wracking my brain to see if I've ever heard of such a deer.
"Did you make that up?"
"Yes."
Pfft. Shhhhh!!!! Don't tell her I told you that!
Speaking of... nothing that we were speaking of, I find it impossible to make money from Amazon unless I hardcode the links. What? Why? It's so much harder that way! That's why. Sorry, just pondering. Yup. Gotta find a way to make a living from writing. From free writing. Hehehe. DUMB. No no, not dumb. Just... different. Or totally the way to go! I haven't decided. No, it is the way to go. Better to have the stories out there than not. But better still to be able to quit the day job and write more stories and perhaps a web series someday.... Weeeeee!!!!!! And, you know, sing Fiona Apple songs on You Tube that I recorded on my laptop that I don't have but will someday. Actually I may do that anyway. Buy a cheap refurbished one. Hmm.... Even for typing up my novels, once again in my comfy chair. Where they were written.
Speaking of my comfy chair, I am seriously thinking about throwing it in the dumpster. It's a piece of crap. Sorry, comfy chair. Months ago, possibly a year, I broke some springs in it and now it's all uneven and weird. And it was old and scary to begin with. Yeeks. I need a new chair. Or I may dump that one and just drag the couch over to where it was. The old hand-me-down couch that I may discover has broken springs of its own when I unbury it. I use it for storage. I have it hidden behind my bookshelves. I know! Not a people friendly apartment. But book and DVD friendly!
Okay, I babbled WAY more than I intended to. Which is exactly why I don't need a Twitter account. I would not do well with that. It would cut me off all the time.
Wow, there's another text box here! For the "More" part of the entry. Hee. Oops! Anywhatever. I'd better go. I have to eat dinner, find my unlabeled Fiona tape (from a store bought copy of the CD that I have - chill!), and.... I forgot the third thing. Because I have ADD.
And Valerian. Later!
P.S. Maybe there was no third thing.... I think I counted dinner twice. Okay, whatever. Yawning now... Later again!