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Working is just not for me. I need Kevin to hit it big so I can stay at home and write all day. Haha.

Or maybe I should just try getting more sleep. x_x

Le sigh.

I did it again, ya'll.

I changed my book. Right as I finished the first chapter, I thought to myself that I almost had it...that there was just one detail that wasn't quite right...

And I found that one detail after MUCH brain-picking this morning while getting ready for work (that is what hot showers are for). Fortunately, the characters are the same, and the storyline follows the same paranormal layout that I had (girl sees ghosts, etc). However, the setting has drastically changed, as has the tone. Unfortunately, because of the drastic change in setting, I have to sort of...start over. Clean slate.

But that is why I consider myself in the very beginning of the beginning of developing this book, because it will be revised and rewritten so many times. :X I am just as excited about it as I was with the first draft, because every revision I make just creates a better, tighter, story.

Once I finish the pitch, I'll post it. Until now, I've got another first chapter to write. =D

(On the bright side: I had no idea where I was going to go with the original first chapter, but this chapter is already laid out in my head, I just have to put it on the computer).

I know this is a tad late, but let me just say that the Inauguration was pretty awesome. I am excited for Obama, because he really does represent change. He was elected because the American people are clearly sick of what Bush has done, and they obviously want change. This just goes to show that the Republicans really messed things up. :/ The proof is our President.

I'm placing a lot of trust in President Obama, so I really hope he doesn't let me down. I'll be highly disappointed if he does. =(

I am ready for my tax refunds to get here. Money is scarce. There is talk floating around about our hours possibly being cut a bit in the next few months. I hope it does not have to come down to that, as I'm having a hard enough time as it is maintaining a savings and having a bit to spend. I wish the Man would cut me some slack. That, however, is a whole 'nother rant.

I hit a big of a snag on my first chapter, but I'm wading my way through it and I think it's almost coming to a close--finally. I've revised and rewritten this first chapter at least three times now, and once this revision is finished, I'm moving on and not touching it again.

I did not forget about my blog, ya'll. =) Something Very Unfortunate happened to my parent's computer, which means that they now use mine. As much as I am an advocate for sharing (this being when surrounded by Kevin's three hellish nieces and nephew and one microphone for Rockband), I do not enjoy sharing my computer with the family. Not only is my entire private life (recorded in various e-journals for the last--say--9 years) there for them to find if they so happened to search, but I can't work on my novel as much. This makes me sad. As much as I enjoy handwriting, I have very terrible penmenship and I write so...damn....slow. Bleh!

However, it does leave me loads of time to study my pharmacy. Hooray.

On to my new topic: Rockband.

Kevin and I bought the little nieces and nephew (and their parents, apparently), Guitar Hero (World Tour--two guitars) for Christmas. To be honest, I am surprised the guitars lasted as long as they did (three weeks-ish?). The other day, one of them, unable to burden the relentless beating it recieved by said hellish children, finally broke down and died. The game was thus returned and Rockband subsequently purchased.

I really really really miss Guitar Hero.

Rockband would be fun if it was not for the three screaming children all vying for the microphone to sing. This might seem tolerable, however, two of those children cannot read. Therefore, I had to endure the awful sound of two four-year-olds screaming, humming, and otherwise just making up random words and unintelligable noises, into a microphone with the sound jacked all the way up.

Migraine, anyone?

Nevertheless, Kevin and I are going to go ahead and stick with Rockband when we get our own system (a Wii, I think). He likes playing the drums. I also think its healthy for him to hit things other than me....

Just kidding. ^_^

PS: I give this game two weeks tops before the drums collapse and the guitar falls to pieces, screaming for mercy.

Dear New Year,

Please bring me an agent. Please. Thank you.

Regards,
Me.