Brain Meltdown

Quote of the day:
If they are stylish, we feel stylish, and to hell with comfort.
–Colin McDowell, Shoes: Fashion and Fantasy

Before I get into my long-winded post about my weekend and my near-fatal brain meltdown, I would like to announce I have received my first review for Talk Dirty To Me!

The reviewer gave it 4 1/2 out of 5 …whatevers… (I’m not entirely sure what the symbols are. Ideas?) and said:

“The chemistry between Claudia and Blake is scorching and the love scenes absolutely ignite the pages.”

And that I’m “definitely an author to keep an eye on.” I can’t tell you how thrilled I am!

You can see the entire review here.

Now…about my brain meltdown. I got new smilies! (Feel free to rip them off! :hehe:) But in the process of getting them uploaded, I did a major boo-boo. First of all, I uploaded them to someone else’s site, changed the file that needed to be changed…and effectively wiped out every smiley she had.


So after an hour of getting the thing fixed (it kept giving me a PHP error on line 106 or some crap), I finally got her smilies all back in order. Sheesh. :rtfm:

Then yesterday we went to Ikea – which was, great by the way! – and Sysenlaw and the kids rode with me. Apparently my brain was running faster than my mouth. I think I started three stories in the span of 2.3 seconds. Finally she said, “I’m just waiting for you to finish one story.”


So I backed up and started over with the whole cordless vacuum story. I found this great little one at Wal-Mart for $15 and since the cat is a huge mess with his food, I figured it’d be a great thing to have. So I’m telling her all about this, come to what I think is the end of the little anecdote and continue driving.

“So did it work?” she asks after a long pause.

Maybe it was the hot sun glaring through the windshield. Or maybe it was because I haven’t been sleeping well in the last few days. Or the fact that I have about 23408 things on my mind. Who knows.

“What?” I ask. And I was completely blank. I had no idea what she was talking about.




I bought this wonderful little TV stand, too, at Wal Mart. I actually got it all together by myself yesterday – only took about 30 minutes – and decided to break down the TV and DVD player and everything after Desperate Housewives (which was totally anti-climatic if you ask me). So after the show is over, I do just that. I get everything apart. The last remaining piece is the coax attached from the box to the wall. But the dumbass kid who installed my satellite box screwed it so tight into the wall, I can’t get it out! I was ticked. I have no pliers, so I didn’t have anything I could use to get some leverage on the thing to unscrew it. So, right now, I have wires and components laying in the middle of my living room floor. And you just can’t run out and buy a pair of pliers at 10:30 at night on a Sunday. Tonight I guess I’ll go buy some and try and unscrew that bloody coax cable. (I couldn’t even get it unscrewed from the back of the box!)

Then tomorrow night I have to go buy a graduation present for my niece.

And today I have to finish my synopsis because I have to focus on Nice Girls . Immediately.

So much to do. So little time.

But you know what? I love my life. I love my freedom. I love my independence and the fact that I can come and go as I please. I love that I don’t have to report in to anyone and I can do whatever I want whenever I want. I love my little apartment. I love my little car. And the fact that I can pick out the living room furniture *I* want and not have to discuss it with anyone first. I’m enjoying my life and I love who I am.

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.