Tom went to the racetrack today. I told him that I strongly vibe that neither of us is destined to ever win anything big. I told him he wouldn’t win anything big today, but to have fun anyway. Then he swore he’d change destiny and win $200 and find that doll I want and get her. I was asleep when he got home, but when I got up, I told him, “I told you so.” Sure enough, he not only didn’t win anything, but they also canceled the races after four races.

Between a water pill and watching what I ate, two days ago I woke up at 108 pounds, and today, 109.

Did up a letter to Tammy.

For Andy’s birthday, I’ll be mailing him a wacky letter with a $20 bill stuffed inside.

I set up Bailey in yet another pose. For a long time, she sat on one of the stereo speakers. Then I put her on the floor with one hand on a stuffed wolf, then later holding Barbie by the back of the neck as she stood on the floor next to her, and now she’s kneeling by Maria. I didn’t think this doll could kneel, cuz I thought her knees weren’t bent enough, but obviously I was wrong. Since Bailey and Maria are about the same size/weight, I weighed Maria just to see how heavy this doll was. She’s only three pounds. I was surprised. I thought she’d be closer to five.

The little night prowler should be out and about any time now. Porky still walks around the outside of his cage at night.