If people keep buying and commissioning my paintings, I may be able to pay the phone bill AND the electric bill AND see my urologist AND get testosterone AND stay out of pain next week! I must be dreaming ... *wakes up and has to write Lost Souls all over again*

The power went off shortly after my last entry and came back on early this evening. Our gratitude goes out to all the states that sent trucks and workers. We're all fine, our houses are fine, things in general are shaken and stirred but pretty much fine. But ... I don't know ... I guess this brought back some memories I wasn't expecting. And fun ( Read more... )

A performer friend of Grey's and mine is doing a show tonight. I wanted to go when I thought it was at a gay bar, but now that it turns out to be at a rock club, I'm not nearly as enthusiastic. Our friend is a wonderful performer, but I'm just not very interested in spending time in predominantly straight spaces right now. I feel like I've been ( Read more... )

Or maybe Rowan Atkinson ... I have come to the conclusion that life is better broke and hungry with someone who loves you and shows it every day than middle-class and luxuriously fed with someone who ignores you. A year ago I thought I could live with the latter, but no more ( Read more... )

I'm sitting here in a massive pain fog eating discount peanut butter on stale bread because that's all there is, but I'm still in a better mood than I was in that last post. Choosy mothers may choose Jif, but poor-ass motherfuckers choose the crappy store brand that's on sale at 2 jars for $5. Reading A Game of Thrones and have ordered the other ( Read more... )

Some eBay auctions ending this evening, and some new ones just up: hardcover first editions of The Value of X, Plastic Jesus, and The Devil You Know; the chapbook Con Party at Hotel California; and two anthologies, one old and one new -- Disco 2000, which originally published my story "Vine of the Soul," and The Mammoth Book of the Best of Best New ( Read more... )

I think I'm getting better at this. I spent last night at home and had to medicate for an incipient panic attack, but after that I slept well with no nightmares. Better, when I would half-wake during the night, I felt glad to be at home -- not away from Grey, but cozied up with my cats, in my house, in the bed that is only mine now.

cappsize asked: I know ( Read more... )

I've got to go open a new checking account. I still haven't been able to ship those eBay packages -- the money was in the account, all ready to go, and then suddenly the account was $110 in the hole because of a payment Chris had scheduled and hadn't warned me about -- the rent for his new apartment, I think. And he still hasn't put the money back ( Read more... )

I just read something on this blog that, for me, sums up the problem with pain management in the U.S. The entry discusses a new time-release hydrocodone-based painkiller that some people oppose because "abusers" might crush and snort it:

[I]t is maybe not the coolest thing to render invisible folks who might need or benefit from the medication by ( Read more... )

eBay auctions ending this evening, some nice hardcovers and chapbooks, signed and (if you wish) personalized. I'm not sure if I'll be able to put up new auctions tonight, as I need to stay with Grey, who's having a serious (like potentially life-threatening) reaction to his blood pressure medication. Things are under control for now, but I want to ( Read more... )