Well, still sick. It's been one helluva long week, let me tell you. Don't have much time so I have to type fast!

I can't work more than 2 hours without going completely hoarse. I made three sales today though. My paycheck will be only about 50 dollars next week.

Two bits of good news--well, one may be a bit of a mixed blessing.

Firstly, I'm apparently getting a tower sometime in the next week or two, thanks to a lovely and very dear friend. So I'll be back on here much, much sooner than I ever would have believed I have. I may not belive in miracles, but I do belive that I have been blessed with some unbelivably wonderful friends.

Secondly, I may actually be getting a raise. That would be the raise I was supposed to get a year ago. So, on the eve of my 2nd anniversary with this company, I may get a 25 cent to 75 cent raise in my hourly pay. This is nice--wonderful in fact, but...it may not be, as my disability cheque (the one that pays my rent and internet bill) would likely be affected...I may even lose it. That worries the hell out of me. I'm still not well enough to work full time--yet, if I lose my disability, I will not only have to work 40 hours a week, but probably have to get a second job, besides....which will potentially put me back in hospital.

Without the internet, I am sooooo-bored! I do have DVD's to watch--22 of them now, which is great---and my books, those would be the same 150+ books I've had for the past x-number of years. But, I am re-reading them anyway, and at least I do have them, so I shouldn't complain, really, but I do miss having things to keep my mind active. The only time I have a conversation with anyone is at work--often commiserating or chatting with the total strangers I call. Thank god for Ruth Liberman and her theater classes...this old maid lost most of her shyness in the short space of 2 or 3 years, which was the best thing that I got from college, quite frankly.

I can't access my MS word files now, so I can't fiddle with my unfinished Dr Who stories on a legal pad. So...I have been making notes for a new Dr Who story. I've been thinking of send him to Hollywood in the 1920's...he could meet Lilian Gish, Charlie Chaplin, Tom Mix, Rudy Valentino, Harold Lloyd and other wonderful old stars. I'm thinking making a bit of a mystery, involoving a monster on the movie set--who really is a monster/alien. It's just notes, but I thought it might be a fun story to write.

Well, I must dash. Have a bill to pay, then home for some more rest--and staring at the stains on the ceiling tiles...and shaking out all my sheets and stuff on my bed. I was sitting on my bed, when this whopping huge spider came and began crawling all over my coverlet. Ugh! I HATE spiders! I'm being overun with the darn creepy things, and Nancy is NOT a happy little camper...I happen to have a mild case of arachnaphobia.
I've got no less than 4 different kinds of spiders in my place. And cobwebs! I can't keep the place dusted for all the cobwebs! What is going on??? It's starting to creep me out, let me tell you. I only had a few spiders--one kind of spider--when I moved in....now I've got a zillion kinds and am getting bitten (got a rash on my foot from yet another bite) and constantly taking down webs--I was walking through the doorway from the bedroom to the lounge, when one cheeky arachnid dropped down from the ceiling right in front of my bloomin' face! The cheek!

Anyway, I'm offline until Monday night. Hope you all have a lovely weekend. Cheers.