OMG.

Why do I not have this as a tattoo already?!

Oh, my God, if it weren't for the fact that I have to get to the point where I have to go to a day job every damn day before I can get more visible tattoos, I am TOTALLY doing that. God knows I usually write that stuff on my hand anyway. :D

Watch me be a responsible adult.

So I bit the bullet budget-wise (I usually pay my car insurance in the middle of the month, but it's due at the end of the month and this month I'll get my next paycheck the day before that, so I can afford a little juggling) and submitted Heroine Addiction to the copyright office.

Just like The Monsters of Moosic, it's already got a cover and it just needs a bit of a tweak here and there, but now it too is pretty much good to go.

I would have waited until my next paycheck to do it, but my FMLA is screwed up at the mo' to the point where I probably will not be able to use it this week (don't even ask, ugh) which will suck since apparently I am going to spend the entire week on the goddamn phone. So I figured the closer I get myself to the point where I can just post both books to Amazon, the better I'll feel.

Granted, still waiting on the Mystery Option Behind Door Number three, but I'm revving my engines at the starting line for whenever I get a response one way or the other.

I am watching "Doctor Who" for the third time today.

That was the best sort of fannish love letter. Seriously. :D

Also, it's been pointed out elsewhere on ye olde friends list, but ( spoiler )

Tension headaches are so much fun, you guys. *sigh*

That said, I got editing and plotting done! I started going over The Monsters Of Moosic and I got halfway through the outline for Cigarettes and Shambles. I kept myself so busy today doing writing stuff I didn't even get a chance to update ye olde not-sleeping-with-anyone blog, which says something because I somehow managed to post something even on the days this week when I was randomly and violently ejecting enormous amounts of snot and the occasional lung.

However, any good feelings I might have had about getting shit done is stifled by the fact that I have to go to work tomorrow and be on the phone all day, along with the rest of the week, and even though I have to go to work every day this week whether I like it or not because I can't afford not to, my FMLA's fucked up and I've spent the past week trying to get the stupid thing fixed. (It should be fixed tomorrow. SHOULD.)