I finally found a song I’ve been looking for ever since we got the satellite. Maybe that’s because we’re using a new downloader.

Anyway, Tom’s switching to nights, though his hours won’t be set hours. He’ll kind of be working between second and third shifts. It’ll be more money, too.

He can now send me emails from work, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to send any back. I replied the last time and he never got it, so who knows?

It’s been so cold lately! At 5 AM it was 28 degrees the other morning.

Saw Scot and was in and out. Now he wants receipts of all our monthly extortion fees. Yet another thing we gotta do for the freeloaders. It never ends!

We both went to the recycling center this morning, and of course, Gina wasn’t there. But so what if she had been - I’m not meant to work. Not in this life. It really pissed me the fuck off to see all the lazy freeloaders lounging around town when there are so many things they could be doing. Meanwhile, I’m someone who wants to work, yet can’t. But whoever said life was supposed to be fair?

We went to Mary’s today. Right after we got there, she and Dave left to bring Pepper to get groomed. Before I go any further - we may change our minds about Pepper or any other dog. One of the reasons we came out here was to live in a quieter setting. I just don’t know if I want to listen to Pepper bark all the time. Dogs don’t always need a reason to bark, either. They bark just to bark cuz that’s what dogs do, and you can’t teach them not to any more than you can teach a baby not to cry. I didn’t like listening to other people’s dogs, so why would I like to listen to our own? Besides, I have enough expense and responsibility with the rats and mice as it is.

I enjoyed chatting with Mom, who’s learning some basic Spanish at the center. I helped her with her pronunciation. She gave me some really nice puzzles, too.

Then Mary and Dave returned with pizza. Then after we ate, Mary embarrassed the fuck out of me and even pissed me off to the point of never wanting to return to that house again. Her and her fucking camera! I’m sick of her embarrassing me by taking my picture all the time, then displaying it on the TV or printing it out for me. It really, really bothers me, and I’ve told her this before. I don’t need to stare at my big fat neck that seems to get lower and lower each year. I don’t need to see my droopy jowls and fat face. I may not have much in the way of wrinkles, but personally, I think I look hideous and I don’t need it rubbed in my face every time I go over. I don’t mind being short, I don’t mind that I don’t have a big chest (though I’m far from flat), but if I had the money for a facelift, I’d do it in a heartbeat.

I’ve been jogging in motion by running circles in the living room instead of stationary (besides pumping iron). I know I’ll never be thin again any more than I’ll ever be in my twenties again, but it keeps me from maxing out and settling into whatever it is I’d settle in at, be it in the 140s or 150s if I stopped exercising. I’ve also been watching my calories. Meanwhile, I’ll probably be around 120 indefinitely.

The new tenants may’ve been in back today, but I can’t say for sure that any of them were the new tenants. I know George has to have someone picked out to rent the place, though, cuz I doubt he’d have hooked up the power till he had someone to bill it to. When we got in at 4:00, there were 5 vehicles there. A car, a truck, a van, and two trucks that I know were workers. Through the binoculars, I saw a balding man in his 40s and a 3-year-old boy. Both appeared to be white. I still can’t imagine us lucking out and getting whites in there, but I don’t know. Everyone’s gone now. I still say we’re gonna get freeloadered. I mean, why wouldn’t we? We always do.