Archive for September, 2006

An Anniversary of Sorts…

Saturday, September 30th, 2006

A year ago today, I was taking the plunge, scrambling to finish a novella to enter in Ellora’s Cave’s Caveman competition.

With real-time critiques and frequent ass-kicking by the dear, sweet Lyn Cash, I managed to finish the story and email it in with only a few hours to spare.

That story — Virtuosity — was accepted for publication, and will be in Ellora’s Cavemen: Dreams of the Oasis IV, which will be available in e-book and print this December.

Now, with a second sale (and a potential third) under my belt, the travelling hasn’t gotten any easier. In fact, I’d be tempted to say that the road has become rougher — with a whole new set of worries. But you know what? It’s so totally worthwhile. I’m looking forward to riding down this road for as long as I can.

Thanks for making the journey with me!

Ipsos-Reid Has Nothing On This

Friday, September 29th, 2006

I want to make a joke and say that this late-night cavorting has got to stop, but that’d be a big ol’, outright lie. :D

Anyway. Here’s today’s informal public opinion poll:

Mommy: Remember that nice man named Sierra who played Legos with you and M. on the floor that time?

Offspring: nods

Mommy: He was nice, wasn’t he?

Offspring: shakes head 

LMFAO. I’m so sorry, Sierra, but it appears your public opinion rating is unsteady, at best. However, I did repeat this poll a short time later, and got a result of energetic nodding.

Of course, this is completely unscientific, so take that as you will.

In other news, today’s horoscope is so shocking that it can only be posted below the cut. The faint-of-heart should avert their eyes.

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I Blame The Boy

Thursday, September 28th, 2006

Running on a lack of sleep again today, folks.

I had good intentions — I really did. I was writing merrily along when Rella hollered at me via IM. Which was all fine and dandy, until she informed me she was also having a conversation with The Very Nice Boy.

And then good ol’ Rella pulled us both into the conversation.

Suffice it to say, Rella vanished at some point, and the Very, Very Nice Boy and I talked until midnight. :D

The Offspring did her usual early-morning wakeup routine, so I’m running on adrenaline and fumes today. Despite the title of this entry, I *don’t* blame the Boy.

Given the chance, I certainly wouldn’t have ended the evening any differently. :)

But now the book is yelling at me, so I must dig back in. The house is actually quiet here for once, so I really should make the most of it.

Have a great Thursday, gang! I am.

*wiggle*

Happy Birfday To Herrrrrrrrrrrr….

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

The Offspring is five today. Five. Can you believe it? I know I can’t.

She’s five, and I’m still working on achieving MILF status. (Although, I must admit, I don’t know how one does that. Are you a MILF if teenagers start checking you out? What’s the criteria, here? There’s no rulebook, that I know of.)

Anyway. Her Highness, Miss Five has requested pizza for dinner, followed by chocolate cupcakes with chocolate icing.

So I’m off to the kitchen shortly to play with cake mix.

Not like that, Doug.

Although….

*thinks*

Have a great one, gang! I know I shall… ;)

ps. Today’s new favourite song is a Pussycat Dolls one — the one where it goes, “Don’tcha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don’tcha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?” Hehehehehe. I must go download this one. Post-haste.

I’m Worth $240.00…I Want That Amount To Be Higher

Monday, September 25th, 2006

Memememememememe! It’s that time again, folks! But instead of filling up your inboxes with this shit, I’m doing it here. Tell me what you’re worth in the Comments!

Okay so here’s the deal. You look it over and see how many of these things you have done, BUT you have to add up the money amount along the way. Then post the amount that you are worth as the title of the email, such as “I’m worth 15.50″ or “I’m worth 300.50″ or something like that.

Send it to all your e-mail buddies and don’t forget to include a copy for the person who sent it to you.

***Now if everyone is honest — there should be 0.50 tacked on to everybody’s total — don’t front! :) (No, I certainly did not. In the lake, maybe, but not in the pool.)

Smoked pot — $10

Got drunk, passed out, and don’t remember the night before — $20

Went skinny dipping — $5

Had sex in a pool — $20

Kissed someone of the same sex — $10

Had sex with someone of the same sex — $20

Cheated on your g/f or b/f — $10

Cheated on your g/f or b/f with their relative or close friend — $20

Done oral — $5

Received oral — $5

Done/received oral in a car while it was moving — $25

Prank called the cops — $5

Stolen something — $10

Stolen something worth more than one hundred dollars — $20

Had sex with someone 10 years older — $20

Had sex with someone under 21 and you were over 27 — $25

Cried yourself to sleep — $5

Cried during sex — $20

Been in love — $25

Been in love with two people or more at the same time — $50

Said you love someone but didn’t mean it — $25

Went streaking — $5

Went streaking in broad daylight — $15

Been arrested — $5

Spent time in jail — $15

Peed in the pool — $0.50

Played spin the bottle — $5

Did something you regret — $20

Had a crush on your best friend — $5

Had sex with your best friend — $20

Had a crush on someone at work — $5

Had sex with someone you work with — $25

Lied to your mate — $5

Lied to your mate about the sex being good — $25

The Deadline Cometh (Apologies to Eugene O’Neill…)

Monday, September 25th, 2006

You know my usual thing about “if you don’t see me by xx, send in the Mounties”?

Screw that. Send ‘em in now. At least two, maybe three. My shoulders need massaging, my temples need rubbing (heh. Temples.) and the third could be mixing the bucket o’Margaritas. Blonde or brunette, I don’t care (er… the Mounties, not the Margaritas…). Just buff and hot. I’m under a major deadline, boys and girls, and the next few days are going to be highly stressful.

In other news, too (to add to my stress), check out today’s horoscopes:

Horoscope 1:

A flirtatious game you’ve been playing might need to come to a sudden stop today, when a revelation in the late morning or early afternoon causes you to think twice about how far you want to take this. You might have thought things were heating up … but in reality, you’re playing with fire. Turn away from making connections with other people today — devote some time to reconnecting with yourself. Indulge in one of your favorite treats.

(Pardon me while I channel Hugh Grant:) Fuck, fuck, fuck. That does *not* sound good, no matter how you slice it.

And here’s the other one:

Horoscope 2:

Others must tread softly if they wish to avoid provoking you into a reaction that is too much to handle. You’re near the edge.

Oh, I’m on the edge, all right. I feel like Donkey in Shrek (1 or 2? Can’t remember…) — “I’m a Donkey on the edge!”

That’s it. I need more Mounties so they can talk me down of the edge. Sounds fair to you, doesn’t it?? How about six? That’s a nice, round number…
Okay. I’m off to be slave labour for the Mater for a bit (why does she pick TODAY to have company come over??), and then I’m sticking myself in front of this damned computer. I shall emerge only for sustenance. Wish me luck.

ps. A Happy B-Day shout out to Kate and Doug! Long-lost, separated-at-birth twins! Have a good one, you two! ;)

Things That Make You Go Hmmm…

Saturday, September 23rd, 2006

So. Last night I had the pleasure of meeting a Very Nice Boy. (Before anyone gets his or her knickers in a knot, the entire evening was nice, okay??) It was a short evening, because Boy and travelling companions had to leave early, but still. So I am left to compile the Pro and Con list:

Pro:

  1. Smart
  2. Funny
  3. Unbelievably good with kids
  4. Very, very cute

Con:

  1. Lives pretty damned far away
  2. Is so busy with activities, hobbies, etc. (including training to climb Mt. Freakin’ Everest…!), that the earliest he might be back would be Christmastime

So. More Pros than Cons, but those are two pretty big Cons.

However, we never know what tomorrow will bring, do we?

And besides, I’m flexible.

(Yeah, okay, insert your dirty joke of choice here. I’m too pooped and lazy to do it for you.)

I am also thoroughly aware that Said Boy will likely be reading this. (The fact that he has my business card with this information on it is a big clue, folks. Make sure you didn’t miss that. ) But you know, that’s okay. Life’s too short to not take chances.

(Rella, close your mouth. You’re catching flies.)

Okay. Today’s a busy day that includes a haircut and a birthday party (neither for me, sadly). And tonight looks to be a grown-up evening with Rella, that may or may not include alcohol, and may or may not be spent at home. A decisive bunch, aren’t we??

Have a great one, gang! :)

Gaaah!

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

Amazing how one’s day can change in a matter of a few minutes.

Now going to a barbecue tonight.

And meeting a Boy there. (Rella’s matchmaking again. But that’s okay.)

Of course, this now begs the question of — what the *hell* do I wear…??

I’ll keep you posted, faithful readers. :D Never fear.

‘Fess Up!

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

Today’s Horoscope:

Someone around you is working on something that could become a huge hit. If you can attach yourself to the project, you could benefit financially as well as intellectually. Find out how you can get involved today … remind them that you have skills that will come in handy. Even if they just need some moral support, your positive attitude will be appreciated and rewarded. Aligning yourself with successful people is a good way to ensure that your success grows.

So, who is it?? Who’s on his or her way to greatness? I have no qualms about hitching rides on coattails. :D Speak up, or this won’t work, guys! Oh, and here’s your reminder — I have skills that will come in handy. *ggg* Honest.

Okay. I *must* plow into this gym book. I’m just torn between opening paragraphs for this chapter — I need to fish or cut bait, here. The clock’s a-tickin’. I’ve exercised today already (35-min power walk/jog — and boy, was it chilly out there. My hands were almost numb when I got home), and although I think I need to fix a snack before I start, I’m going to jump in. Wish me luck.

Yadda, yadda, Mounties, yadda. You know the drill.

Stay cool. ;)

Spread ‘Em For This Thursday Thirteen

Thursday, September 21st, 2006

Okay, guys — writing the last post just inspired me. I was going to do something else for this Thursday Thirteen, but I changed my mind. :D (It’s my prerogative, don’tcha know??)

Without further ado, here’s today’s TT — Kris’s Pornographic Playlist (Oh, okay. I know that’s stretching it a little, but gimme a little credit, wouldya??) aka Songs For Doin’ It (and sorry, no, I’m not linking to each song/artist. I don’t have three hours to start looking ‘em all up…):

  1. The Only Time by Nine Inch Nails — God, the lyrics on this one just do it for me.
  2. Hard to Breathe by Maroon 5 — looooove that breathiness, the heavy beat.
  3. A Little Less Conversation by Elvis vs JXL — this remix really rawks.
  4. Freeek! 04 by George Michael — I doubt you’ll be hearing this one on the radio, but man. It’s George. And he’s talkin’ dirty. And people are moaning in the background. How can you go wrong??
  5. Rockstar by Nickelback — Mmm… Chad. I especially like that voice that “talks” back to Chad between phrases in the song.
  6. I’m Your Man by Leonard Cohen — takes it way slower, but oh, my Lord…
  7. How You Remind Me by Nickelback — Chad. Again.
  8. Back in Black by AC/DC — a classic, dudes.
  9. Hey Baby by No Doubt — rock on, Gwen.
  10. I Am Stretched On Your Grave by Sinead O’Connor — I know, different, but it’s seductive and hypnotic.
  11. Epic by Faith No More — don’t know how many out there will know this one, but it rawks, too.
  12. Tossup between Suck My Kiss and Apache Rose Peacock by Red Hot Chili Peppers — rough and wild, dudes.
  13. Closer by Nine Inch Nails — this is the capper. Seriously. Damn.

So there it is. I think I will have to put these all on one disc and save it for special occasions. I also won’t turn down any suggestions of yours, folks. I’d still like to make the ultimate playlist!