Friday, December 21, 2001

I don’t feel too bad for someone who was up 21 hours and only slept for 5 hours. Like I said, I’ve been sleeping really weird lately.

Yesterday I worked on my bio like you wouldn’t believe. I worked for 16 hours on it, adding things, editing things, etc.

My stomach was fucked up last night again. On and off I’d get these stomach pains, followed by the runs. So, Tom’s picking up something to help counter these attacks when they hit, which hopefully won’t be too often. I can’t pinpoint the source of it.

It looks like our best bet is going to be to go to the casino late Sunday night. Of course, God would never be nice to us and let us win big after all we’ve been taken for, and if he did, he’d only punish us for it. If we had money, we’d have more non-monetary problems. Maybe I’ll win enough to at least get a doll or a dream catcher from the gift shop. I don’t know about the doll, though. Most of their dolls aren’t that nice.

I want to know why I still haven’t gotten this doll from Paula! Is she bullshitting me? Or am I simply not meant to get packages from her? Her letters make it to me, so I doubt she screwed up the address. If she is lying to me, then she’s one talented actress because she truly did sound sincere about it.

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