Tom made a paragraph capping system, but halfway through my files of grouped journals, it runs out of memory. Well, I’m really tired of playing this out-of-memory game, so I’ll just cap what it will and then do the rest manually.

Amazingly, I didn’t hear the freeloaders today. I had an extremely strong vibe today about them moving. I’m sure, though, that this is all just wishful thinking that’s gotten so strong, that it felt like a vibe. And even though I’m almost certain that there’ll be 4 or 5 turnovers with that house before we’re out of here, I doubt God would kindly escort them out so soon. They’ve only been here for about 8 months. They’d be ok if it weren’t for the car stereo and God knows that, but hey, God also knew he had to make sure they blasted their stereo. After all, there are no barking dogs, I almost never hear the kid, they aren’t company junkies, and they don’t play ball too often, so God had to do this. He had to make it something very loud and vibrating, too, to compensate for the lack of time. Meaning, before I’d get hours of the M’s kids and their fucking dog. But since God knew they wouldn’t create hours of noise regularly, he had to really amplify the 10-second bass shows.

The night before last we had great sex. The only bummer of it was, believe it or not, that I didn’t get off, which does happen here and there. However, he got off just fine. So, out of this month, that’s twice he injected me which was 10 days after my period and 15 days after my period. Could I be pregnant if God weren’t determined to get in the way of that? No. I highly doubt it. I’d think it’d be much more likely if I were injected 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, and 16 days after my period. Or even just 13, 14, and 15. I would think that any woman this age wouldn’t get pregnant easily. I think it’d take several shots a month, but who really knows for sure? I’m no doctor and I guess all women are different. The only reason why I’m sure I’m not is a rather obvious reason that I’ve gone through a million times in my journals.

I saw two movies earlier and one was pretty cool and the other was a classic example of just how sick God is.

The first one was about a plane whose whole crew in the cockpit got struck by lightning and killed and therefore, it was flying by an auto-pilot thing run by a computer. They managed to land safely as they do in all movies like this that are not based on a true story.

The other movie was based on a true story about a school bus that was hijacked in Florida. Now to be held hostage is a terrible thing for anyone, but who did God pick on to be the hostages? Mentally and physically challenged kids. And very, very expectedly and typically, the seemingly nice woman driver and her seemingly nice husband couldn’t have kids. But the hijacker? No problem. He had two. Has God ever sterilized an asshole? Or a druggie, or a rapist/molester, or a murderer? Has he ever sterilized someone who was, in some kind of way, no good at all?

Later...

Just finished eating dinner. Tomorrow Tom and I are gonna go through the food items we got and start cooking something.

We’re both amazed that I wasn’t woken up this morning by the vicious thunder and lightning storm that passed through for about an hour. We would’ve been drenched if it weren’t for the new roof.

I thought I woke up for a minute there and thought it was next door. Then after I got up, I thought maybe I had been dreaming, till Tom came home from the racetrack to tell me about it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known it stormed.

I’m amazed to report that next door hasn’t been a problem, but it’s still a bit early. I didn’t know that a lot of people had to work out here on Columbus Day. I think he came in at around 3:30, so I probably was right in assuming he didn’t work today.