PA accepted my College Romance manuscript… with a serious catch. While their email and sample contract may look legit, I just don’t trust these people with a 7-year contract after all the complaints I Googled on them. Two months isn’t enough time to re-work the manuscript anyway, and I don’t want the pressures of deadlines and all that for what will amount to so little money in the end. I don’t regret submitting the manuscript, though. It was fun and interesting to see what they’d say. However, I’d rather just keep writing for fun so I don’t have to take any risks I may not be able to undo so easily. While it would be thrilling to see myself in print as opposed to e-book format, the hidden fees certainly aren’t worth that thrill. And yes, I’m already a published author of sorts who has published this and other stories as well as articles and tech writings, but if they thought this particular manuscript needed some editing, then they should have rejected it.

I wish I could hurry up and meet the required cash-out amounts so I can be done with sites like InboxDollars and SendEarnings! The MoneyBumper is going slow cuz I can’t get anyone to stick to it.

Occasionally we can hear car stereos way off in the distance. Usually, it’s barely audible and it’s only for a minute or two. Yet at 7 AM, I heard one for 10 minutes that was so fucking loud I thought someone was driving down here. I know technology only keeps on advancing and that people and their music continue to get louder with time, but that’s just the question – have they already gotten that much louder, or did someone come down the drive? It was totally annoying and distracting. I felt like I was in the city all over again. I really hope this doesn’t become a regular thing!

I decided 25 perfume roll-ons were a bit extreme, so I cut my order in half and will be ordering $30 in wholesale roll-ons tomorrow.

I spoke to Paula and let her know that the MagicJack will be up and running this month and I’ll call her when it is.

Man, that girl’s losing it! It’s sad, it really is. She’s been doing nothing but reliving the same old never-ending cycle of childish, immature, destructive, unhealthy behavior over and over again. She takes up with guys that are full of all kinds of problems. You would think that being the expert that she is on these abusive alkies and druggies she would be able to spot them a mile away and know when to run. But since she doesn’t, it’s obvious that she actually likes these bad boys like someone else I know. Only difference is that Paula doesn’t mind if they’re too broke to take care of her. She also prefers Puerto Ricans.

Anyway, it was very hard to keep up with her because she was so hyped up that she was swinging from subject to subject like crazy and constantly interrupting me whenever I’d tell or ask her something. But I guess the guy got a restraining order on her, the family hates her as well, and she’s afraid of losing her nursing license, etc. This was after her friends slashed the guy’s tires.

They did cut her disability checks, but not completely. She gets $700 a month in checks and is allowed to work 25 hours a week (she’s working as a nurse’s aide). She also gets $200 in food stamps. Not fair if you ask me. We work just as hard and we’re getting about $1700 a month between unemployment and the job site.

She was calling, believe it or not, to verify our address so she can send me some pictures, though she does also intend to send money for me to burn her some music/photo CDs, too.

Justin, who is amazingly serene compared to his mom and now attending college for a degree in computer-related fields, gave me his email addy so I could email him and have him try yet again to show Paula how to send emails. Sure enough, though, I haven’t gotten a reply to the message I sent him.