I’m back, after having some pizza and going for a swim.

I hope next door’s not gang-related or associated with someone who is. That’s all we’d need is for someone to do a little drive-by shooting routine aimed at them, and get us by mistake. I haven’t seen any signs that are gang-associated, though, so I guess there’s no point in worrying.

Yesterday when Tom went to see Dad, he wondered if he was ever gonna be coming home again. Yeah, I kind of wondered that myself before he came back and told me so. He’s gonna stop by there after work and he’ll be calling me from there or from his parents’ house to let me know the scoop.

I just remembered that Tom said that he would be embarrassed, if they came here to the house, to let Goldie and Al see that we had separate bedrooms at the time. Then why wouldn’t he be embarrassed to go to a doctor, even though he says he wouldn’t be?

Later…

The kids are out screaming now due to it suddenly cooling down. It went from hot and sunny to warm and cloudy as I was de-dutying the patio.

I talked to Tammy and filled her in on life out here. She says she hasn’t gotten her messages since after Dad left cuz she’s been busy with the kids and work, but mainly with the kids. This is where I really wonder if I want to throw my life away on a kid. Still, if Tom were really serious about a kid, I’d have one for him even if I were against the idea of a kid all the time, cuz I love him that much.

Tammy’s gonna have tons of messages from me when she gets online.

I have a new Bob idea. I called Kim to tell her about it after not being able to think of one for so long, but she had to split for Springfield. So, I told her to hang up and I’d tell her all about it on her machine. The idea is for her to tell Bob I’ve died, by whatever cause, then two weeks later I’ll write to him as if nothing were ever wrong and Kim will deny saying I died or ever knowing anything about it.

Later…

I guess the kids have moved to the front once again. I just went out to feed the birds and there wasn’t a sound. Then when I went to get the mail, there was a magazine that couldn’t fit through the mail slot, and I saw kids out front. Great, if they’re back out there to stay, but I doubt it. Not with those monkey bars. This winter is gonna be bad. I can sense it now. Next door, two houses down, and whoever else, is gonna really drive me batty.

There was a message from Andy. He was reading my Myst journal I gave him a while back and it started off about people being pregnant. He said he was so sorry he said that and that that page is what he happened to turn to when the machine picked up.

Yeah, I believe that, and like God didn’t plan it that way? I told Andy, though, not to worry. I’ve known all my life that a kid wasn’t in my cards. So anything I hear about it isn’t gonna change that. At least he thought about it and thought to ask about Tom’s dad. He said he had had good vibes about Tom’s dad too, but now, who knows?