By all that is twitchy, I am alive, if not annoyed beyond all belief. Why? Let me list off the ways the universe has pissed in my cheerio bowl. Mind you, I don't want sympathy. I want smut. Or a really good, and I mean really good, gonna suck me in and let my mind run wild with it, story that the chapters are under 5,000 words. Any longer and I get bored.

Anyways, on to what has been happening.

1) January sucks. Rent is going up, I'm sick half the time.

2) I lost my friend and fellow co-writer of 'Finding Salvation in the Dark' on March 17th. She had a bad heart problem that kills most of those who get it in the first 5 years. That seriously f**ked me up. I lost my ability to write anything outside of the ultra angst filled stories. They're currently tucked away since it's rather dark and I need to be in a certain mood to edit the suckers.

3) My rent doubled this month. Found this out in May, so I'm okay with it now.

4) I lost some very important files. Which files you may ask. A Butterfly's Dream Chapters 13, 14 and 15. That's right! I had 2 and a half chapters written out! I'm lucky that Beastie has 13 on his 'to edit' list at the moment. I also lost all of my past chapters (had to hunt those down again), along with my 'Conversations With My Muses' Stories. I'm lucky that beastie has 3. I really am. Otherwise, I'd end up f**ked. >< Had to look for those files to.

Lost my NaNoWriMo link and book information. Let me tell you, that's a lot of information to loose! I have like...10 subjects, with 4 links and 3 books each! Ugh!

5) Still looking for a job. Not looking good, but I have some options...that is if I stop hurting.

6) Went to the hospital for my back last month. I had have been having some pain in my back for a couple of days before, but on the 7th I woke up about 1 in the morning and for 2 hours after tried like a bitch to kill the pain. Took Oxycodon, and mind you, anything stronger then my ibu and baclophen knocks me out and makes me sleep like the dead.

It did NOTHING! I was so close to crying in pain.

Called the ambulance and found out that any kind of moving, even on a stretcher in a giant wanna be van with very good shocks. Those 4 minutes was hell. Then I went through another 10 minutes of hell shuffling from the front station to my room. Took a test, decided it wasn't a UTI. Thank you god. Figures its me f**king up my back, get a nice shot. 20 minutes later, I'm feeling good and my blood pressure (169/111) goes down (150/100).

Have to watch the blood pressure now along with my back. I have the happy making pills to. I'm good.

But! It meant for a week, while I was dealing with said pain, that I couldn't do much of anything beyond staring at the screen and reading some stories I've been meaning to. Doesn't mean I can review beyond a smiley face.

Currently, I am working on collecting my songs that I lost 2 years ago and working on clearing out my rather massive fanfiction one shot list, and my smaller, but slightly more important original fanfition list. I finished off like 8 stories in 4 weeks. That's an accomplishment.

I am also planning on A Butterfly's Dream prequeal if you will and it's sequel. A Butterfly's Dance is the prequeal, and will be focusing on Rye, who is introduced in 13 and goes more indepth about him in 14. We've already seen hints of him in the previous chapters. A Butterfly's Flight will focus on David as he trains as something. I can't give that out, just know it's gonna happen after I re-edit A Butterfly's Dream into something I actually like. And which I hope you guys will enjoy.

Okay, that's all for now. I'll try and be on more often. Really.