So we get this message yesterday on the cell from a woman having some “exciting news” for me, and to call this 800 number as I’ve been selected as one of the winners for mumbles something inaudible spa.

It turns out that all it is is up to 3K in one of their medical spas in either New York or Florida for some nasty-sounding treatments like laser hair removal, microdermabrasion, vein treatment, photo facial and/or chemical peel. The laser hair removal may be nice to have done, but they don’t provide any air or hotel accommodations, not that it’d be that nice to have if they did. So it’s a biggie that isn’t a biggie. I knew that before the year was out I’d hit a big one. I just didn’t think it’d be this! Why did I even bother to enter? I guess that when you make so many entries a day you tend to miss stuff like this.

It does seem quite a coincidence, though, that as soon as I realize my wins may be down because the Lucky Bamboo plants are too far away from my PC, I hit a biggie, even though it’s a biggie that never was

Amber’s already starting her shit with me again on Kiwi, even with this account. She even passworded her journal so she could openly bash me to the select few she gives the PW to. That’s okay cuz this time Mike has told me it’s only fair that he make this right, don’t sweat it, etc. Whatever. All I know is that I’m not hiding this time!

Oh, what she did was after I mentioned being a suspense writer in one of the post boards talking about writing, she replied to that with, “You’re a smut writer, not a suspense.” And so I thought both Mike and Susan would want to know about it. He pulled her post and probably emailed her a little reprimand. I can’t believe she’s still subbied to my journal! I must be rather interesting to both her and Emma.