I bought my kitty a micromouse. One of those little remote control mice that’s about an inch long and half a inch tall? Those really adorable things that cost $20. It doesn’t work. At all. I was looking forward to it, too. I’ve tried everything (including about 10 different sets of batteries–nada.) I’m seriously very disappointed in the thing. I was hoping she’d like it.

However, I did buy one of those keychain laser things (for $2.57 at Wallyworld) and O.M.G. Calleigh absolutely LOVES the thing. I’ve never, ever seen her move so much–or fast. It was hilarious. I mean, seriously. freaking. hilarious. I about busted my stomach open laughing so hard.

I also bought her a ball on a spring thing–she ignores it. I should have stuck with the cheap stuff. *shakes head*

Oh yeah. I debated, for about an hour, on getting a ferret. I found one, a sable, she was SO adorable. But she was nibbler. She was pulling a Calleigh on me; lick, lick, chomp. *sigh* I doubt they’d get along anyway. Not to mention I’m not up to (read: too poor + have better things to spend my money on) spending $500 on the ferret herself, toys, food, litter, cage and shots. For $500, I could buy the entire series of Mutant X OR buy a new laptop OR pay for Nationals. Of course, I wouldn’t be able to afford the flight to get there, or a hotel to stay at or…you get the idea. Anyway, I don’t have the money. And, do you realize how many books I could buy with $500? A. lot.

So, we’re sticking with the $2.57 laser toy that she loves.

She just ran into the door. A few times. Have you ever seen a cat run in circles? I mean, realllly run in circles? If not, you have to. It. Is. The. Funny.

Yes, that’s right. Jade, as in Jade Hall from Breed of Innocence.

She has decided to change the plot–again. Not only for her book, but for the others as well. And by ‘others’, I mean she’s not only changing things, but she’s trying to get me to add more books to what was originally supposed to be a 3-4(max) book trilogy/saga.

She’s changed the last 3 chapters, took over in POV when I was in Linc’s (her yummy partner in…crime, kind of) and made me rewrite the same chapter twice. She’s being an annoyance, if you ask me. Which, you did, sort of, by coming to my blog to find out. So, this rant is your own fault.

Notice how I smoothly placed the blame from Jade to my readers? I’m Cool Like That. At least, that’s my Diva name, so, I figure I should use it somewhere. Plus, I really am cool like that, you know?

Anyways. I don’t know if the changes she’s trying to make are any good. I’m hoping they are. We’ll see when I’m finally finished and on to the edits–no more rewrites, or I might just explode.

Do you find your characters make things more complicated, or is it something you do/look for? If they take over, do you like it, or do you want to slap them? Mine take over and I do, occasionally, like it, but I still want to slap them.

Let me know what y’all think.

Yeah, that topic is full of sarcasm. Too bad you don’t know it until you read this. Unless, of course, you dislike hospitals as much as I do.

So, at approximately 3pm (Friday), I slipped on some water. To stop myself from falling, I instinctively threw my arm out to stop myself from tumbling down a flight of stairs. However, in my instinctiveness, I reached out, and instead of grabbing the railing, I rammed my wrist into a pole (left a nice indent for about an hour, too). The next hour was spent listening to people who were telling me to go to the hospital and how my wrist was definitely broken. To be fair, the funny bone (the one on the outside of your wrist? The bumpy one?) was sticking up a fair amount and my hand had doubled in size.

I gave in (mostly after my back started killing me) and decided to go. 4 hours, 1 cute doctor, 3 x-rays and 1 splint later, it was decided the wrist isn’t broken (this is the “I told you so” moment) and it’s not currently showing any hairline fractures (but apparently those can take some time to show up (???)). If in 7-10 days it’s still hurting, I’m to get it x-rayed again.

Unfortunately, nothing was done about my back–which was killing me more than my wrist at this point. If it involves the right side of my body, it hurts.

After the 800mg Ibuprofen did nothing, they gave me something else (percocet, I think). I should point out that I hate taking pills of any kind–even aspirin for headaches–and this is why: I spent the next 30 minutes making idiotic jokes and asking if my face felt droopy. You read that right. I didn’t ask if it looked droopy; I asked if it felt droopy. You know, because everyone else should have known it did.

Anyways, my happy pill is wearing off and the pain that never really went away is coming back full force, so… Moral of the story…. Watch where you’re going? Don’t run into poles? If you have to take funny pills, don’t sound like me? Splints are evil and I’m right handed?

For those writers (myself included) who are cursed for whatever reason and unable to attend the RWA Conference in Cali this year, here’s your chance for a good time–right from…well, wherever you’re sitting.

I’ve never participated in the NGTCC (Not Going To Conference Conference), but I have been an active member of The Romance Divas for almost a year now and I’ve always loved it, bragged about it and am a very proud and blessed member. If you’ve never been to Romance Divas (what are you waiting for?!), then this is the perfect opportunity for so many reasons. Read below for more information on what promises to be a spectacular event.

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