Where's Pink?

So, yes, I've been a little absent lately. Mostly, it's that I've tried not to let myself play while I had major projects hanging over my head. (And the worst, hardest, most "really had to get it out of here and didn't want to do it" is FINALLY done! WOO!)

The other thing is, I've started a new blog, for the new pseudonym I decided on. Things happened all very quickly with that respect, I now have a blog that I actually post to more than I do over here (which still isn't that much :) ), and a domain name. Soon I'll have an actual website at the domain name... it's going to be my class project, which is finally back in session now that the strike is over... I'll just have to be sure to keep the x-rated stuff outta there until I get marked *grin*

I'm kinda excited.

Oh! And the other big news!! I have a new (another, not instead) job! I'm now the copywriter over at Liquid Silver Books. We're in the process of launching a very exciting contest (as in a "get published with us!" contest) and I'm going to be writing cover copy for all of their new books that are going to RT. So that's cool too.

And my Exercise Playlist is still in progress, mostly because my internet access has been crap lately and it's taking forever to download stuff, but here's a bit of a sneak preview:

Stray Cats
Lou Bega
The Go-Gos
Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
Tone Loc
Salt n' Pepa
INXS
The Killers
KC and the Sunshine Band
Madonna.

Hmmmm... somebody's an '80s geek... *grin*

So to my loyal and faithful readers who keep checking to see if I'm still here... Thanks. I promise I won't leave you hanging so long next time. :)

My new toy

So, I bought a new toy. It's still charging, so I haven't really played with it yet, but I'm pretty darn excited about it.

Check it out here. Cool eh? And a totally awesome deal considering it's $360 at the store formerly known as Radio Shack.

So now, I need to load it up with music, and I confess to being a little muscially challenged. My deep dark secret? I was twelve before I realized that the music I was listening to was thirty years out of date.

I have my favourites, but I like the mellow stuff, a little James Blunt, Michael Buble, Barenaked Ladies, stuff like that there. The thing is, I bought it to get my fat ass on the treadmill. So I need stuff that I can work out to. Something upbeat, something fun, something that'll keep me moving.

So I'm putting it out to the blogosphere? What's good to walk to? I'm looking for music that'll put a bounce in my step that'll keep me moving.

I subscribed to the Yahoo Unlimited Music Engine, so anything is fair game, at least for the next two months of my free trial. :)

A rather late update

Gah. I'm sorry it's taken me so long since my last post. I've been a little overwhelmed with all the things I have to do and I just haven't had the chance to write...

I'd started this post a few times and just couldn't post it cuz I figured no one wanted to hear me whine, which is what it would have been.

Most importantly, thanks to everyone who left comments. I really appreciate your thoughts.

Mr. Pink is...better... in that he's not sleeping for two days straight right now. He did go to the doctor's to find out what's going on, and he has an inner ear issue that we think triggered the latest attack.

At least he's not in the pain that he was in last summer, but I still find the sleeping for hours and hours a little worrisome. And, to be honest, a little lonely. Working from home, I don't get out much as it is and don't really have anyone to talk to during the day. So, when he's at his mom's house, I'm alone. And now, when he's here, I'm still alone, cuz it's kinda hard to talk to a sleeping person.

*Sigh* You'd think with all that alone time I'd actually be further along on my to-do list, wouldn't you? You'd think. *Grin*

And Pink Gets a Little Angsty

So yesterday morning I woke up around 8:30 a.m. I remember Mr. Pink climbing into bed next to me sometime before that, but I tend to get drifty when he does that, so it could have been a few minutes or a couple of hours. He's still asleep. And when I say that, I mean he has been asleep for close to 32 hours, now. I forced him awake a few hours ago to pee and take his medication, but I can't get him awake enough to actually be up.

Now, I know he's sick and all. If you haven't heard me angst over it before, he has trigeminal neuralgia, which is apparently the most painful condition known to humans. (Yeah, worse than childbirth, and he's had this for close to three years now). He's on all sorts of rather potent medication, including a morphine patch that he wears 24/7 to manage the pain. He's been doing pretty well since we got home from Newfoundland last summer, but this has me worried.

Apparently, this is his body's way of handling the pain, and trying to heal... the medication puts him to sleep. But 32 hours? Straight? That can't be right.

I've been going upstairs pretty much hourly just to check on him, but it's not enough. And I don't know what more to do.

I hate this.

What have I been up to?

So, you'll remember a few months ago I was all angsty about my pseudonym. Well, I chose one, submitted a few stories under that name, even started creating a website (tho the only person who has seen it is the instructor for my HTML class :) ) And the more I thought about it, the more it just didn't fit.

So I think I've chosen a new one. But I'm still trying it on for size. Once I've worn it a few times, maybe thrown it in the wash and made sure it doesn't shrink or warp, then I'll let you in on it.

I've been really sick this week, all snuffy and coughing up assorted internal organs on a regular basis, so that would be why I haven't been around much.

So I thought I'd invite someone to share my pad, so go check out my renter Erin. And, after spending some time visiting here, Janet's letting me crash at her pad. So go give her a looksee too :)

A change of scenery

I woke up Saturday morning with a serious case of ennui. Actually, this ennui has been building and building over the past few weeks, but after finishing the edits on the book that has been hanging over my head, making me feel guilty as all get out for avoiding it, I finally let things loose.

Within hours I had made my plans and hotel reservations and first thing Sunday morning, Mr. Pink and I took to the road. We drove down to Buffalo, NY (about a 2-hour drive) for a little cross-border shopping. (Did you know the exchange rate is only 15%!!! Last time we went, it was almost 40%... I'm not sure if that's good for the Canadian economy or really bad for the US)

And I realized that I either can't plan a romantic getaway for Mr. Pink and I, or I can't let him drive. Sunday night, after a disappointing dinner, we drove around for close to two hours trying to get back to our hotel. By the time we got back, we were both angry and frustrated and all my plans for a romantic evening were up in smoke. :(

I also can't really say I got any huge bargains, tho I still gave my Visa a really good workout :), and our lunch at a restaurant we were really looking forward to ended with a rather large bone in my burger. I'm still waiting to hear from their legal department, because, ew. And a little ow.

And while my ennui is now soothed a little, it still lingers. I don't know if it's a really bad case of SAD (seasonal affective disorder), or I'm just sick of where I live, but I crave a change of scenery... Something new. something different. something that isn't here...

And, to top it all off, my one "get out of the house" initiative, my HTML class at the local college, has been suspended. The union for instructors, teachers, admin staff at colleges across the province has gone on strike. The last one lasted six weeks.

*sigh* that'll learn me.

I'm finished!!

And Pink FINALLY emerges from editing hell...

I can't believe I worked on that book all week, from the time I got up, til bedtime every day. Of course, now I have to write a letter telling the author all the things that need to be fixed. Kinda dreading that... cuz there's a lot and a very little time to do it in. *sigh*

There's been a weird analogy running through my head all week with respect to this book. It's like a chicken pot pie. The crust is nice and flaky and doesn't get that gooey texture on the bottom, and inside there's carrots and peas and other yummy veggies. Only, there's no chicken and no gravy holding it together. And there's grapes and bananas in with the veggies.

So what does all that mean? Well.. the author has a nice voice, the story is well-plotted, and I totally didn't see the whodunnit coming, which is always a nice touch, and there's a good flow to the dialogue. The problem is that there's not a lot of action (the chicken) and hardly any introspection holding the story together (the gravy) And then there's all sorts of description that doesn't really add anything to the story, that you wonder why it's there (the bananas and grapes).

Hopefully, the author will take this as constructive and be able to fix it, because this has the makings of a darn good story.

But first I'm going to treat myself to a little Thai food for dinner and take a break from my laptop. Can you tell I'm hungry? :)

Uh-oh

Stole this from Tracy.

You Are The Sun

You represent the best of life - vitality, success, and and truth. You tend to have a strong, centered, balanced personality. Inspiration and discovery are your fortes. You are very mentally strong. A talented mind, you tend to excel at math, philosophy, and music. Your fortune: As well as you have done in the past, the future is going to be filled with more success. A new creative project is coming your way. Feed it, and it will grow into something huge. Great riches, recognition, prosperity, or happiness is coming your way. And it's possible that a fantastic vacation, or a new baby, is coming sooner than you think.

Uhhhh... a baby? I know the whole biological clock has been making a bit of noise lately, but I'm self employed. No EI, no mat leave, no extra benefits. Now is a very, very bad time for a baby. Come on fantastic vacation! :)

Thursday eye candy

Ahhh Antonio.

You're just so pretty in your Calvins. Just don't go to 1955. I don't think Lea Thompson could handle it. :)

Yay, oh wait, boo.

So, my day has been very angsty.


First, I won a copy of Repo Chick Blues by Tracy Sharp (check out her blog on my blogroll, Blithering Fool) on the Silver Expressions blog... Which, woohoo... her excerpts look quite good, and I'm excited.

On the other hand, my day job work has been very, very slow, so the days of the week have kinda blended together. In my head, I knew it was the end of February, but somehow it didn't translate that today was the first of March.

Then, sometime this afternoon, I realized that yes, tomorrow, er now today, is the day that Amber Quill announces the Heat Wave contest winners. The contest I entered. So I spent the day scouring the internet... looking to see who else had submitted, seeing if any clues had popped up, just, well, wishing, I guess.

I've pretty much been living on the Romance Divas forum all night waiting for the announcement to come down the line...

And the announcement came.

I didn't win.

Looking back, I think my story may have been a little too sweet for their tastes... but otherwise, I think it's still a good story. I don't have the same, holy shit, what was I thinking? feeling I had with Caught when I re-read it.

So tomorrow, it's going out to someone else.

Tonight, however, I need a good cry.