waiting for the woman

Well, I haven't blogged in a coupla daze, & a lot has been happening. Or maybe not. I had a meeting with Mr. Vial over at Voc Rehab Monday--rescheduled from yesterday--& came to the conclusion that, being an insane science fiction author and remaining said may very well work out better for me than finding a job. Why? Because if I make more than $850 in a one-month period for 9 months in 5 years, they take away my benefits--which means paying all kinda buckadingdongs for meds... unless I can hit something big, which is where my lizard-thing comes in: I have a rough draft of a screenplay that I think I can sell; in the meantime, I'll continue working with Ted toward my goal of publication in Analog--you can help by buying my book, The Mind-Warp Era by (who else?) W.C. Leadbeater over at amazon.com.

But I digress. Trish left a little while ago, to go talk to the guy over at the church about some things that have been bothering her. I'd try to answer myself, but my line & the "official" line aren't always the same. So I'm waiting for her to return home. I also just gave her 5 buckadingdongs with which to buy fruit. I try to keep my Bumble Bee Girl eating healthy. It's so hard to stay slim on Zyprexa; believe me, I've been there.

At least I just received a note from Ted, that he had the latest draft of "Trinities"--which I did last nite, while waiting for Jeffer Auss--& would start working on it ASAP.

Once my sweet Bumble Bee Girl has left for work tonite (at McRonald's), I'll reread some more of LOTR. With the new movies all coming out & Cathy (yay Cathy!) finding my copies of the books while cleaning the porch, I decided to see what liberties had been taken with the text. And justice for all. Which reminds me, with the SSI/SSDI limitations on my income, I may end up not-publishing my Hog. Does anyone out there know what can be done with an Invisible Hog, apart from stick it between a couple comic book covers?