Apollymi ::||:: Dark Passion Play

Okay, over on the el Jay, I'm trying to keep up a New Year's promise to make a post a day. So far, I'm even succeeding. Now I'm going to make a promise to make at least a post a week here, even if it's just a "hi, I was here" type of thing.

So... You know I don't think I've ever taken the time to note down all my journals. It's actually a sadly impressive list:

LiveJournal	InsaneJournal
Antania Apollymi Caitlyn_Stryker CaptMoonie ESM KatherineWrites SamMalloy Symfora Takatori_Mamoru VP_Lina	Apollymi ApollymiLJ ESM KatherineBell Melinoe Makari Symfora
Other Journals
JournalFen Apollymi Inksome Apollymi

That's everything save the author blog, the MySpace, and the Facebook... which I can't really use all that often because my father has found me there.

Anyway, it's almost lunch time and I'm awaiting Katusko for foods. She says she's about 5 away, so I'm gonna quit this now and start heading outside.

Okay, this is very random.

Doc and I were listening to a random assortment of MP3s on my computer, when what should happen to come on but "Careless Whisper". This leads to the following conversation:

katsuko: George is guilty, so he lost his rhythm.
apollymi: George is very profound.
katsuko: George is profound like a cat.
katsuko: And I'm weird, aren't I?
apollymi: Yeah, but I'm posting it. Only on IJ, though.
katsuko: Because my weirdness doesn't need to be shared with the world at large.

And now to try to get some writing done while I only have one cat on my desk.

Dear world,

Yes, I know you like pissing down on me. It seems to be among your favorite pastimes. Yes, you are making an art out of it.

But did you have to go after my computer, man? I mean, I just got the thing less than 2 months ago. I guess I just answered my own question. Of course. I sell the G3 to katsuko, so it's time for you to kill the G4. Of fucking course.

So you went with the logical iBook issue and killed the logic board. That was an easy cop out.

But of course, you chose your timing well. SquareTrade's website decided to quit accepting my password, so I had to call that in. They ask if I'm having any problems with one of the products while I'm on the line, and I said yes. And I found out that the fine print reads that if it breaks within 60 days, they don't cover it. I was 4 days short of my 60 days being up and the warranty going into effect. See, this is how you like to fuck with me.

So, of course, because it's been nearly 60 days, I'm out of the 45 day range that PayPal allows for filing a dispute. So pretty much I'm in the seller's hands for repairs/refunds/replacing, and somehow I get the feeling I'm not going to get any help there.

So, yes, this means I'm out over $600 for the iBook and $70 for the ultimately useless warranty.

Here's a big "Fuck you, world" and a "piss off". I would say I'm taking my toys and going home, but hey, you ate my toy.

No love,
Apollymi

I can finally say it with authority: I have a publishing contract!

It's with Cacöethes Publishing for Amaranth: The Preterhumans Book 1. I simply don't have enough words to say how excited I am.

Thank you to everyone who stood by me and supported me in this rather scary endeavor. Many very, very huge thanks to katsuko, for helping me with the late nights and the (even more terrifying) summary, and daimeryan_rei, for the continuous support, love, cuddles, occasional competition, and ♥. Really, I couldn't have made it without the ♥ -- and both of you. Additional thanks also need to go to desolate03 for the support.

Amaranth should be out by December this year or January 2009. Pretty damned impressive, if I must say so myself. It will be available as a print book and an e-book, with the latter coming out first. There will be some editing that needs to be done, but yeah...

Hooray!!!

Another day, another dime. That's how it feels a lot of the time. I like who I work for (mostly) and with (a lot of the time, when I'm not catching flak for things referenced in previous entries), so I guess I shouldn't complain.

What's bad is, I'm considering doing a LOL cat of my own kitty, of the Roo man. He demolishes boxes, but his favorite one is one that my prezzies from daimeryan_rei came in last time. He's nearly taken one entire side off of it, so that if it's lying on the correct side, it looks like it has a ramp leading into it.

I think I would put the caption "Box broke - Send new" on it. Not really a LOLcat then, I guess, but close enough for me.

We had Wendy's restaurant on the other side of town last night. Hikari's been a sickie type, and I won't get into how. My own stomach seems to be doing gymnastics like a little Romanian in the Olympics. And no, I'm not old enough to remember Nadia Comaneci in the Olympics, but I do seem to recall watching a documentary on her.

And now it's time for work.