Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Friday, Oct. 21, 2005 - 3:06 a.m.
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Work? What work?
Merde alors! I am getting NOTHING DONE!
Ok, I just walked the dog.
Tuesday I fedexed work to South Korea, which amazingly has already arrived there, and they are Very Happy. But I also found out that it costs about $100 to send the whole book's drawings at once, and $90 to send a third of it. So I'll end up spitting out nearly $300 to send their effin book in slices so that they can scan it in on time, cuz they are late. I wrote asking if they would help foot that bill. sheesh. $300 is a whole contract for me. Wasted on their delivery. gllll.
And then I assisted at the Illustrators' assoc. meeting, and filled out paperwork for fosteradopt.
Wednesday I went for supper at an indian restaurant with l'Ecrivaine to make up for having to bow out of dinner with them on Sunday. It was pretty good, though lacking in spice a bit. Ate too much.
Then went to my fosteradopt class where they picked my ass again. Are you interested in hearing about it? Yes? No? I only have one class left for me to hate them, and them to hate me. I am so glad. Bunch of myopic hypocritical judgmental pinheads. (hehe)
Thursday, oh , that was today!
Well, i tried to get my comic done that I should have done on Tuesday but didn't find time. But YogaLady dropped by the coffeeshop and I ranted about the myopic hypocritical judgmental pinheads. She was sweet and stroked the top of my head and that made me cry since I can hardly remember the last time someone touched me with care. Dang.
Got some work done, yay.
Found out that my Bear book has EARNED BACK MY ROYALTY ADVANCE ! wahoo!!! (sometimes it doesn't take 2 yrs, it takes like 5 or never). So they supposedly sent me a check ! But it is lost in the mail. But that is exciting. Maybe I will get out of the hole before the new year. haha, what a hopelessly optimistic thought. Anyways, they are also putting out the softcover edition, which is very exciting. The hardcover was like $23, and that is just too expensive for most people. Yay for softcover.
And I found a third reference for my fosteradopt... one of mine bowed out, and that was really stressful for me. She said she'd give me a referal for china, since it is straight adoption, but not fosteradopt which she thinks is too hard and too much on my plate. But today I called up another friend, one who I have known since 1986 (we worked in a coffeeshop together), and then met up again in about 1998. We have exchanged dogsitting, she was my roomate here for 2 months, she knows I am completely comfortable with her daughter who was born last summer. She's now a copywriter and a stay at home mom I think. She will be a great reference. yay!
Lastly, I washed doggies. It would have been better to wash doggies BEFORE her winter fur came in. I swear it took twice or three times as long to rince the soap out. She is all thickly furry and fluffy. But the thing is that it has been raining for a week, she smelled like an old dishrag, and tomorrow at 8am EIGHT AM!!! we are driving to another town for her to see her orthopedic surgeon to get her arthritis anti-inflammatory prescription renewed. They want to check her out for that. And the previous time I went in the stupidass intern they had working was very mean and nasty, and wrote up a nasty (and lying) report. She DIDN'T lie about the fact that doggy's nails were long (I was hoping they would help clip them), her ears had brown gook (I didn't clean it out cuz I wanted them to look at it and see if it looked like mites or earwax) etc etc. Oh dear. She DID lie, by retroactively rewriting history on this big report she sent me a copy of. She wrote that in Jan 2000 doggies had ONE knee torn, and operated on, and then when I returned with her in June 2000, that the operated knee had re-ruptured, and the other knee was also newly ruptured. What a condemning packet of lies.
Funnily enough she wasn't even in the picture in 2000. I was, and it was a different story. I have it written by the operating surgeon of 2000 that in Jan 2000, BOTH of her knees were torn and they operated on only one so she could still walk, and that on June 2000, not only had her operated knee healed beautifully, but also they decided that her other knee was healing well (due to the recuperation period needed for her operated knee they both got bedrest), and thus didn't need to be operated as well. They SHOOK MY HAND and congratulated me on following instructions to not let her run, and said that they were amazed that the operation had worked, the other knee was healing, and that the whole shebang was a success (proof: nearly 6 yrs later she is still walking), despite a reserved prognosis.
So, really, if that is what was written in her file at the time it was done, WHY would she rewrite history to make it look like not only did I let the dog rerupture the operated knee, and that the second one was not torn at the start, but rather tore WHILE she was supposed to be under my care on bedrest? Stupid bitch. (sorry, she totally put me down and bitched at me while I was there in person, and then rewrote history from a success to a story of negligence and further damage. WHY?). Anyways, tomorrow it is not her, and I am taking in both written reports.. the actual one at the time, and her totally bogus rewriting, and asking that they fix the lying updated one to match reality. Grrrr.
But um, dang, the appointment is at 9:15 am, I have to pick the car up at 7:30. That is in um, 4 hours. And I um, need to sleep, then eat, wash up, dress, get dog in car, and drive an hour, be up for several hours there (they took nearly 3 hours last time) and then drive home. I hope to be home before 4pm.
So much for a good night's sleep, or getting any work done noon to 4pm. Goddamn. It is good to take care of my dog, but this is ruining my Thursday work night (normally I'd work for 3 more hours and wouldn't have spent an hour washing doggies, cleaning her ears, clipping her nails hehe)... so that is Tues, Wed, Thurs and Fri this week where I lose more than half of each workday. not good not good.
Oh well.
On that exhausted sad, hope I don't drive off the road in sleepiness note, I leave you with assorted collected links that I have been saving up:
For the men out there, never fear, you don't have to wear a skirt!! You can wear these ONE LEGGED PANTS!! MWahahahaha!!!
You too can have a cool designer colored chicken igloo in your backyard, with an egg a day!! Check out Eglu from the UK site Omlet! There is tons of info here, lots on chickens, rabbits etc. Who knew that chickens are friendlier, more attentive and interested in what you do in the yard than your own children are, and they get along well with cats?? Unfortunately I think they are outlawed here (the chickens) since petshops used to sell chicks at easter and they'd all be abandoned by May. Dang.
Here's a cool and funny site called Crony Jobs.
And the FBI is seeking recruits to ferret out and crack down on internet porn. Unfortunately I know of several good online fetish photo sites who have shut down, because if you are investigated, the FBI confiscates your computers, all your stuff etc, and keeps them until you are proven innocent, if indeed you are. I guess the wars on terror and poverty are over.
Over and out
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