I got up at 4:30. Last night I fell asleep around 6:00, and at 10:00 I woke up due to a blackout. There was massive rain all night. The wall clock in the bedroom died, so I had to check the time on the one in the living room. I called the operator for the exact time and proceeded from there to reset the microwave, my clock radio, the clock on the stove and the VCR. I also changed the batteries in the bedroom and bathroom clocks.

Shadow behaved last night for the first time in 4 days. I swept up downstairs and sprayed Windex on the floor at the bottom and wiped up his shit.

I went to the bank and got my food stamps. They sent a letter saying it would be raised from $105 to $111. Nevertheless, the ticket I got was for $112 and I guess it’s got something to do with premiums.

I bought kitty litter and cat food and some munchies from Cumberland. I hope to go to Food Mart Thursday. Thursday, I won’t be going to fuel assistance as they made me an appointment for Nov. 4th.

I had a talk with Peter downstairs which went very well. He said he understands how I feel and if the cops come around, he’ll tell them to speak to my lawyer. Meanwhile, he says they’re happy with me and this is my home for as long as I want it to be.

I still haven’t heard from “Tracy.” Why is she flaking out on me? I’ll call again later.

I got a very nice letter from Mom along with 18 pictures to add to my collection as she said. Dad’s 60th b-day party with Charlotte and Jim and other friends were in some of the pictures. One of Ruth and Marty on their 33rd anniversary renewing their wedding vows. Several of my nieces and one of me.

Here’s a list of the things I’m doing and am going to do:

1. I’m currently drawing a picture of Lisa, Becky, and Sarah on their swing set with Tammy and Bill standing behind them. I drew the frame of the swing set and also drew Lisa and Sarah. However, I had to erase Sarah as she was too high. Tammy’s standing behind Sarah and in order to draw her in, she’d be as tall as the swing set. Bill, who’s standing next to Tammy, would end up taller than the swing set, so I’ll need to try and re-proportion them. I told Tammy to tell Bill that since I do not have a gray pencil, I’ll give him brown hair.

2. I’m making 5 placemats, as I call them, for Chanukah.

3. I have to finish making Andy’s bracelets and send those out.

4. I’ve got to finish all my letters.

5. Hem my pants and figure out how to take in my leather pants.

6. Maybe make Tammy a “check.”

Later...

I am on the phone right now with Fran. I have the mute on and am listening and taping him talking to a girl he works with. He is so desperate and he’s so funny to listen to when he talks to girls.

I hope to hell I get a letter from Andy. He’s way overdue on his letter writing.

I still haven’t gotten a call from Nervous so I’ll just send him crazy letters every so often.

In a couple of hours or so, I’m gonna crash. I’m getting tired.

As I continue to hear Fran’s conversation, it’s getting funnier and funnier. First, he hits on that girl Denise whom he met at some group meeting. Has a one-nighter with her and becomes his usual way too-pushy self. Scares her off and has her end up pressing charges against him for harassing her. Secondly, he meets a neighbor of his whom he gets a bunch of roses for. He claims how much he’d like something to come out of it. Now, here he is at the present moment hitting on that other girl he works with. It’s hilarious too, as this girl’s spoken for from what I understand, but Fran’s doing his best to find out how she feels about this guy. He’s trying really hard to make her nervous about the guy she’s with and make her wonder if he’s any good.

Now, he’s asking if he’s the only guy she sleeps with and if she ever sleeps with anyone else. What do they do for sexual activity? Do they have an agreement where they see other people? Nervous or anyone else I’ve known could never be this pushy. Verbally, I mean. This girl is a major wimp, geek, and a sucker. This is the only type of person to stay on and listen all this time to this.

Well, I’m gonna go set the VCR for Unsolved Mysteries, then lay down and listen to this crap. Fran’s asked the same questions 50 times. Here he goes again with the, “Do you hope for any activities in bed other than us just being friends?”

He cracks me up.