I was supposed to go get my chair fixed and go to the mall, but I woke up sick this morning so that didn't happen. I'm happy not to have to write a poem today because the contest is finished. I printed out a rough draft of the chat book and I'm going to go to Umass tomorrow and make photo copies of it and then I'm going to a poetry reading. Right now, I'm just watching T.V. and chilling. I've returned all my library books and gotten to see the inside of the newly renovated library which was nice.

went to a poetry reading and read two poems from the Poem A Day book, which I dropped off today. Amy, my new (sadly undereducated) assistant echoed me. She did okay, no great, but okay. I'm really proud of her doing it because she's totally shy. This entry was eaten once. Laura's here staying with me tonight as Leah's very sick and we don't want to get me sick. It's good to see her. Kierstal's going to do my website. I got my painting from the young lady, minus $50. Good night or morning to all, whatever my be.

I'm a little under the weather today along with everyone else I know. We're all ill. I have a meeting and a party tomorrow. At least, I'm getting laundry done. My bras are missing (I'm not kidding). How do I always lose them?This is not the first time! Now, I'm happy to pick up my new books. Get ready for the weekend. My weekend is soundiing fun. I'm glad to have it to share with Demi and Amy, who I have lots of fun with. My entire weekend starting tomorrow is spent with them. Good afternoon to you all!! Later!

I had a very long day, which I'm venting about by writing. My PCA broke up with her boyfriend and I had to say something because I hate to see a sister (especially a younger, pretty one) act so foolish over some man when they are a dime a dozen or even cheaper in some cases (especially the kind of man whowould suddenly abandon his stepson and girlfriend of three years to fall in love- sopposedly overnight with his best friend's girl). Not worth it! But she, of course, thinks he's the greatest thing ever! Good night to all bloggers!

Leslea Newman, my favorite local poet ever brought two zines today; paid me $7 bucks! I nearly died of awe! I don't know whether to cash the check or frame it. I cash it, I think as I'm so cash poor, but I'll make a copy to prove that it really happened. New, favorite quote: "The people who are trying to make this world worse are not taking a day off. How can I? Light up the darkness."- Bob Marley OMG! I remembered I was supposed to attend a steering committee meeting for the People Music Network 3 hours go!

A cold stole most of today. I haven't done any of the work I proposed to do in my to do list last night. Well, at least I found my resumes and they're coming to pick up Pumpkin on Wednesday. I took a nap and didn't even wake up till noon. That's six extra hours I spent in bed today. Well, maybe more like four as I usually don't get up until 10. I cashed Leslea's check today, although the bank clerk was very nice and agreed to let me keep a copy after I explained why I wanted one.

I'm doing more today than I was yesterday. Which isn't hard to do as I hardly did anything. I figured out what happened to Demi's time sheet and I swear the people who work at Stavros, my Fiscal intermediary, are so dumb I want to shoot them sometimes. Celina had to go get the time sheets so I could see what happened. Now she has to take them back corrected. All this running around and they could have just fixed it on the phone. But of course, they can't do that. That'd be too easy. Good afternoon to everyone. Later.

Michelle said she didn't run up the bill, but she has the number to call the people to try and strighten it out. Either way, I'll get my money. I booked a ride to the doctor's tomorrow, as this cold is getting worse. I think I have sinus infection; Leah had one. They're nasty for me. I slept until around noon today. Then I got up, so the vile lung goo won't settle in. Now, I'm watching Law & Order. I sent Amy to get the mail, where I hope Demi's check will be. I need to clean my desk. Bye!

I'm up so early this morning. I simply couldn't sleep. I was too congested. I haven't slept much in 4 days. I can't breathe all that well when I'm lying down with a cold. After writing the sentence, I ate again (a second breakfast), watched some TV, calmed down (this was key), took meds, and slept. I need to call Mud Spun. Tomorrow, I will go to UMASS and do some work and make a few copies and presently my computer is keying weird, which is why this sentence is so long. Thankfully, it's fixed now. I don't know why it happens.

made payout today by 2 cents. I'm having some more zines printed. I still have a cold and slept until noon. I'm having Celina do a bit of laundry. I'm having eggs and hash browns for late breakfast. Amy's coming in early so I can to work at Eastworks tomorrow. I got the Cultural Center application in the mail today. I'm going to a job fair Friday. It seems like it's more oriented towards me. There are non-profits and the like there. I'm hoping that I'll find a new job. I'll call about the Northampton apartment next week sometime.

I'm going to work at Eastworks today. I hope to make a little money, maybe $10 or $15 bucks. Then Sunday, it's fill out the Cultural Council application (I'll have May write it out for me, as she has pretty handwriting) and I'm also going to check out a local arts fair near my house. On Monday, I'm going to write 100 posts on Mylot, as I really want to make payout there from October (as in November the only exta money I'll get in from sites like this, unless I find a new job really soon). Good afternoon all!

I guess I was too out of it yesterday to realize I didn't write here. Well, you're allowed to miss a day, and I'm using mine. I walked all the way down to the library book sale only to find they didn't have the book I wanted. Four books by the same author but not the one I wanted. Just my luck and the grant application is due in 18 days. Not that I'm gonna get this big grant anyway but it's nice to dream. Tomorrow I'm going to have my poor assistant driving everywhere and yon for me. Bye.

I was supposed to write 100 posts on myLot today, but I felt bad so I transferred that task to Wednesday. I think if I do it I will really make payout this month. Tomorrow my new ATM card will come hopefully so I can pay off one debt and pay my electric bill. My remote which stopped working has magically started working again. Don't ask me how. I posted on all my websites and I think that I just need a day in the house to chill out and kick this cold's behind. It's been going on and on.

I got the book. I finished the grant. I posted on Mylot, Yewie, and now here. I slept and ate a ton and am filling a bit better as a result. By Friday, I should be fine. I'm staying in again tomorrow, accept to go out and turn in the grant. I didn't win the poetry contest. I'm a bit bummed; that's the deal with contests. You can't know what judges think. I have a bunch of new grants to look into, thanks to my mom. I hope to post my 100 enteries on Mylot tomorrow after a good night's sleep.

Old folly of starting this blog when I have too much to say. Instead, I wrote another blog and returned to this one. I'm feeling better. I can even breathe through my nose. You never realize what you take for granted when you're well. I've concluded that I wouldn't be a very good person with chronic fatigue syndrome as I imagine they feel like I have for the past week all the time. No thank you. I'm sure people learn to deal with whatever life hands them. That's what we do, but I'm glad the universe never handed me this.

I'm all well, but still a little tired. I guess the fatigue takes longest to get over. Still, I'm a pretty happy girl. I wrote for Yuwie and when Jen returns I'll dictate some posts on Mylot. Maintenance is coming to fix my door, although I don't know what's wrong with my old one personally. I have writing group this evening and I'm looking forward to it, even though the weather is crappy. I have emails to write; the apartment people emailed me and I need to reply. Twelve words remaining and nothing to left to say. See ya later!

I think I overdid it yesterday, as a result I slept until noon. I have another new zine idea which I will work on after October 31st (when the grant is due). Although maybe I'll give myself some time off to play with paint and colored pencils as break. Despite sleeping so late, I want to get some work done when Celina comes back from break. Of course, first, I'll need to finish getting ready. I'm not clean or fed yet, but Celina had to meet someone so she got my up and left, which I agreed to. See ya!

m a paid blogger again. My new blog is here and I hope that you'll all stop by to visit and leave me comments. I have a bad backache today so I didn't get up as early as I planned, which means I'm behind in the work I need to do. But I've done everything but Mylot, so it's not so bad. I'm watching TV now for a break; Animal Planet is my network of choice for distraction. I have no paycheck, as yet although my $400 cable bill came (along with no cash to pay it, of course). Bye!!

I'm watching the VP debate. I'm awake now, I was sleepy all day until I took a nap until around 6pm (and took a 90 minute or so nap). Maybe now I can read some more Virginia Woolf and hopefully have it make more sense. Tomorrow, I'm going to the UMass Craft center to work on the art zine, printing and copying pages. When Demi comes back, I have her attach my tray because it's easier to read the book that way. Biden says in debate, "I don't have a stomach for genocide in Durfur." I wonder does anyone? Bye!

I'm almost at 1,900 views on this blog. I'm being lazy, watching Chef Jeff when I have more important work to do. Tomorrow, I see Kenzie for awhile; she'll type for an hour. Then it's writing group time. Tomorrow, I'm going to call the grant people and see it the got my applications. I totally need to finish A Room of One's Own by Wednesday. Now I'm watching a debate- my workaholic side won; the one with Jim Leher. I wonder if I'm better off buying my own paint, then spending $3 at the Craft Center per time. I call.

I have a bad backache, Yet, I still want to writing group tonight as we're moving to a new, much quieter, place. I'm becoming more obsessed with pretzels. I'm watching a DVR program on prescription drug addiction, which concerns me as I have some prescription meds and an addictive family history full of alcohol, smoking, and so on. I don't take it anywhere near as much as I could. I'm going to buy some of my own paint, as it will be cheaper then $3/use at the craft center. I'll pick it up in Amherst or at Stop and Shop.

Went shopping. Ate dinner with disabled people. Made art! Got day planner! Off to UMass tomorrow. Jen did laundry! I will try to see Laura tomorrow. Email is acting weird! I'm going to see disabled people again tomorrow. I documentary on the BBC called Brothers and Sisters in Love is not as disturbing as I thought. The brothers and sisters were not raised together, as I thought. They were raised apart and meant later in life. It's not like it's incest, although to me it's kind of gross. I don't think it's a reason to remove someone's kid. See ya!

I slept really well last night and I'm looking pretty cute if I do say so myself in pinstripe pants and a red fake silk top that my kid brother and his wife brought me. I wrote a lot already today, checking my blogs and updating The Week in Gimp. Tomorrow, I hope to run to Amherst and might Laura to get some money and I'll be in the craft center for a while working on the book. Then it's home to spend the weekend with the grant. I'm not leaving the house until it's done; I'm it kidding. Bye!

I don't know why I can never remember to write another blog before I write this one. You have so few words here you can't express a busy day completely. I am proud of myself. I've worked pretty much nonstop since I woke up. The grant is going well and I have enough time to blog, too. I'm doing well on all my sites. Now I blog for here, Nutang, Yuwie, and Today. That still doesn't make up for the Disaboom money but it's better than nothing. When I got laid off I could have been defeated but I wasn't.

This is my last blog of the day. I had insomnia last night, bad. I read Virginia Woolf at 6AM until 7, then I got up at 8:30 in the morning, blogged and wrote and mailed my response letter to that bigot Michael Savage. It cost me $4.90 to mail the letter, as I wanted a return receipt so I would have proof that Savage got it. I worked on the grant or other writing projects all day. I finished reading A Room of One's Own; I just need to work on the creative sample and then I'm done. Bye!

I'm happy the grant is nearly done. I'm just have a few more things to complete. Maybe on Tuesday I'll mail it out. Three days ahead of the deadline. Go me! On Wednesday, I think that I will try to post 100 posts on Mylot on Wednesday- over 3 line new discussions and responses to blogs and posts. Then I will make payout there as well. I'm having problem finishing what should be the easiest part of the grant- the lists section. I lost one of my books, which isn't horrible as I get copies. Thank God! See ya later.

Celina just got back; timesheets are delivered. The zine is gotten. The speech is written. I have to pee, but as I want to change my pants for the speech, as the ones I'm wearing currently are ugly, I'm waiting for the laundry to be done so I only have to strip once. This is probably too much information, however. New subject. I don't have anyone who can type really well working for me tomorrow. I'll wait until Celina comes back on Wednesday, get up early, finish the grant, and mail it off. Wish me luck on the speech. Bye.

wrote 6 blogs today. Three here, counting this one, Yuwie, Nutang, and one for today.com, plus I posted on Mylot. Now, I'm just writing- finishing up my daily tasks. Now I'm watching the depressing show on global warming, called Six Degrees Could Change the World. I watched How Clean is Your House and Extreme Makeover: Home Edition when I returned. I was telling Demi about Wal-Mart and child labor. She was horrified; I think I've acquired another Wal-Mart protester. Celina is having emotional issues, so Demi and Amy are working tomorrow and I'll call to check on her, too. Bye...

I'm beginning to be to anal about this whole grant process. Now i see why so many writers don't go professional.Its to nerve racking to depend for your income on what's some grant company thinks of your work. All I'm thinking about is that i could pay an entire year worth of rent in my new apartment if i got this grant. With no help from my mom even. she would be speechless. I've never paid for any entire year of stuff by myself but I'm getting ahead of myself. I just need to worry about getting this application completed.

'm watching Animal Precinct now. On this episode, there is a man who opted to leave his wife rather than part with his dog of eight years. I understand. If someone told me I had to get rid of Richard if I wanted to be with them, I think I would leave them too. I figure he's been around longer than they were and he'll probably be around after they leave given my relationship history. I know some people think this is crazy but that's how I feel. Friends are friends and loyalty is loyalty. It doesn't matter what species.

I had a boring Halloween, but I got a lot done. Including mailing the grant, dealing with my insurance, writing 70 posts on Mylot, and two posts on today, plus I wrote here (although I almost forgot this blog, which would've sucked as I've written every other day, but missing today would've banned me from posting on 100 words for the month. This will be my second straight month of posting on 100 words. Go me!). I'm off to bed after this. Tomorrow, I'm going to go to the Obama rally and the Nanowrimo party. See you later, Blogit members!