Stream of Conciousness

Well, life is never dull, is it? After going to fight with a fly-by-night car dealer who defrauded my daughter (I told the kid not to buy the car...) my fangs are totally itching. I just want to beat somebody.

Good thing I'm tending bar tonight.

We just got wifi here at the Fariview so now I can entertain myself during slow periods. My trusty laptop comes to work with me every day anyway, and I have lately discovered the joys of showing people my video trailers while I'm at work. Hopefully , some of them will BUY MY BOOK...you know, just to be different.

Promo would be very easy if all I had to do was spam the world with the words BUY MY BOOK. Shame it doesn't work that way. I'm getting my press kits (gasp! press kits? Are you KIDDING me?) ready for Asphodel. Apparently, I need a picture. *grin* Guess you guys finally get to find out what I look like. Oh dear.

Four more days until Harry Potter! yay!

So I'm sitting in the bar (I work in an hour) and all of the guy regulars are looking at me as if I'm bizarre. *sigh* Why do laptops scare the elderly? I'm not hacking into the FBI computer, guys, honest I'm not.

Went to my back doctor last week. I'm back on meds again. *sigh* It does make the bartending easier, but isn't doing a heck of a lot for my ability to see straight. I have to remind myself, however, that the first drafts of the Asphodel books were written on Percocet. maybe my muse is a secret pill popper. Maybe that's the secret! Maybe, just maybe, I NEED to keep her medicated in order for her to produce!

Wait a second...has she been undergoing DTs since I've been off medication? Is THAT why she's been so snippy? Hmm.....point to consider.

Oh well.