Wow! Tom sent off for the vibrator. It should get here in 3-4 weeks.

Got lucky again with another peaceful weekend. All I heard were some door slams. No one even played ball. I was shocked but pleased.

There’s a white car at the freeloader’s now.

Gotta do my hopeless workout later, although it may not be entirely hopeless. It’ll just have limited results and will take me forever. This may shock you, but I don’t mind keeping the 124 pounds. If I can lose inches, that’s what matters. Not what the scale says. In fact, I’d like to stay at this weight and shrink. There was once a time I weighed 115 and everyone thought I was 95 cuz I was solid.

We took the legs off of Velvet’s cage. The wooden planks we added just didn’t firm it up enough, so we set the cage on the floor and now I have the most perfect cage I ever had. It’s so much easier for cleaning and filling up with sawdust this way.

Later…

I’m making some chicken wings, but in the meantime, I thought I’d do some updating.

Ma left me a message yesterday saying she was a coward, all afraid of having to have a needle in her spine this Wednesday. They’re gonna put her out, though. This is to hopefully help the back problems she’s been having. I told her needles are nothing and not to worry, but to call me if she wanted to. So she called me up all scared and Dad and I reassured her that she’d be fine. I reminded her that when you’re having surgery, you don’t know it, cuz you’re out of it. It’s afterward and the recovery that can be a bitch. But this is a needle. Not a hole being drilled into her head. So, she just has to lay low for a day or so, but as I told her, her only concern will be being bored.

She said she’d keep me posted in her email to me and she thanked me for my support. She also said she was glad I kept music in the family. I don’t know what she meant by that one.

I also told her Tom’s got a nickname too, which is T-bone cuz he played the trombone in the Air Force. Then Ma jokingly replied saying Dad was an opera singer and she was a dancer. I asked her what kind of dancer and how much of her clothing she kept on (ha, ha).

Mom and Dad also told me that Jen’s having her confirmation so they suggested I send a card. I made one for her and I’ll be giving her, Larry, and Sandy a buzz soon.

Tom went to a banquet today and he, along with other employees from this state, New Mexico, Texas, Nevada, and California got plaques for excellent service. He also got a check for $100, a pen, and a bandanna. He doesn’t do bandannas and neither do I, so I’ll just shove it in the Andy and Laura box. I’ve got some more towels for them and some knickknacks.

In today’s package, we got a Florida panther figurine and a couple of sea otters, too. A glass rabbit candleholder that I’m using as a Q-tip holder in the bathroom, some candles, towels, a wicker serving tray, coffee, a stuffed animal, 3 T-shirts, and a few other odds and ends. One of the tees says America’s Funniest Home Videos. Ma said it was sent for Chicken, their bird, but that it was too big for him!

Once again, we’re still playing the game of waiting for a company to call that sells ACs/heat pumps. Well, we’re not paying for it. His mom is. So with God knowing we’re getting this for free, he’s gonna make us work for it in other ways.

He’s also gonna “talk her into” getting a chair that lifts you out of it if you have trouble getting up. I asked her why she’d need to be talked into something that’d help her and he said that to her, asking for help would be like giving up.

Andy is so so so lucky. I could never get this lucky, but get this - I was wondering how the hell he expected to get a job when he got around to looking after being fired more than once for sexual harassment. Well, his landlord also owns a restaurant. One he wouldn’t want to work in cuz its business is shitty. Meanwhile, the landlord said he’d vouch for Andy and say he worked for him for years. Now he has a God on his side alright! But God will never let him have love.

Later…

It fucking figures. Just when it “looks” like something will work for me, it doesn’t. I’m still constipated a lot and that’s a big factor in why my weight won’t budge. The potatoes, just like the lactose and other things, seem to work in the beginning, but then they don’t. And also, I said I didn’t mind staying at 124 pounds, not going up to 127 pounds. If I could just fucking shit regularly, maybe I would stay at 124, but I’ve only shit once or twice in the last 4 fucking days. I’m gonna have to get into laxatives here. They’re gonna make me sick, but if that’s what it’ll take to keep regular, that’s what I’ll do, but if I do get into them, I’ll have to take them every day. Or at least a few times a week, cuz that’s how often I’m stuck. Why do I always have to work for and suffer for things that are natural?