We finally trapped and freed mouse number 4. For a few days, it kept escaping the trap before its door could close all the way.

I just brought Little Buddy home. Unlike my other rats, he doesn’t go home when he’s done exploring, cuz he’s never done.

We still haven’t gotten this software in the mail we’re supposed to get for the satellite. I knew there was a catch as to why it was so cheap. Once again, paying money for something is never enough in God’s eyes. There always has to be some glitch attached to us getting anything, and the less money we do pay, the more we’re compensated. Look what I had to go through on account of those freeloaders to get my Teddy Bear! According to Tom, it’s supposed to be up and running tomorrow just like it was supposed to be last Monday, but I don’t see it.

I’m really looking forward to doing an autobiography. I’m going to need to do something anyway, or else I’ll be bored shitless. Sometimes it’s better to write about an experience after it happens rather than during it because then you have all the facts. It’s like how I thought I was in for the journals during the first part of my sentence. I didn’t find out till the end that it was for this letter. After an event, you have time to sit back and reflect on it, too.

I’m officially done with Paula. I sent her her last letter. I’m not going to write to someone I never hear from, and truthfully, Paula doesn’t suit me nowadays as a friend any more than Andy does. I’ve outgrown her.