I feel much, much better today. Tom got off big time last night. I think I was wrong in saying I was gonna be mid-cycle Tuesday, though. I think I will be on Wednesday. Anyway, I know we didn’t make a kid, but it was fun, anyway.

It’s nice to know that Tom got off at night and at an hour when he was somewhat tired. He was in the bathroom prior to sex, too. Just think of how lucky I’d be if I didn’t want a kid. I’d be able to tell myself, okay he came when I was so close to being mid-cycle yet I have nothing to worry about. Last month he came big time 10 days after my period and I didn’t get pregnant, so my being 11 days after my period, this time around, isn’t gonna make a difference. Then again, like I said, I don’t think it’d matter if he came twice per day before ovulation, the day of ovulation, or the day after ovulation.

I forgot to mention last night that Andy told me he had a nice chat with his mom. It was mainly about Quinn and his mom agrees with me. How can you love someone that treats you that way? So Andy told her I wanted to beat Quinn up and his mom said, “Well, you tell Jodi that she should beat you up for being dumb enough to suck up to a guy like that.” 

Anyway, I think Andy’s just beginning to realize that this guy’s not worth the shit he has to deal with.

The library books are due today and I’m not done with one of them, so I’ll call the number they have for renewing books.

I have only two groups left to proofread and something like 10 journals left to proofread.

Tom explained to me the idea behind our daily screwing and it made much more sense to me. I thought he was trying to hit it right ASAP, as well as have fun. Well, this is true, but the main idea is to get him used to screwing every day, then cumming every day, then it won’t matter where I am in my cycle, cuz we’ll hit it right, anyway. Of course, I disagree. I don’t think we can “hit it right,” but this is fun, anyway, and I did always wish for the longest time that we could have sex more frequently. In fact, I’ve been teasing him by saying things I always used to say about wanting more sex.

The only thing he said that made me a bit angry and hurt was how he says I’m just as miserable now as I was before his days of cumming.

Bull. I mean, I’m upset at times that I can’t have a child, but I don’t think I’m nearly as miserable as I was before he wouldn’t cum. I’m surprised he hasn’t been able to see this and I thought he knew me better. I’ll just have to make sure I smile more to let him know that I’m not as miserable as I used to be.

He has this whiteboard with special markers you can use on it. You can erase it too, with an eraser that looks just like a chalkboard eraser. I’ve been writing funny stuff on it.

Later...

I was on the phone with Andy. I had tried to see if I could find Marla through the membership directory on AOL, but couldn’t find it.

Alex left a message. They got half an inch of snow in Vermont. He can have it!

I still have the soreness right at the tip of my opening down there, but I’m not gonna give in to it or give into God cuz I know he’s not too happy with what we’re doing. I only really feel it when Tom first goes in there, but it’s OK once he gets moving and in between sex. So far. If it acts up more, though, I’m still not gonna let it stop me from doing what I want to do.

No wonder it’s been so peaceful next door. The shithead isn’t even there. Tom says he’s seen the jeep there in the mornings, but when we went out a few hours ago there was no jeep.

We got Bill’s birthday card.