Hmm…someone tried to log into my GoodNightJournal account that I stopped using due to glitches. That’s what the email said that I received, assuming it was legit. It said my account was temporarily locked due to multiple logins. Not wanting to take a chance on clicking the link in the email, I went directly to the site without any problem. I found that I was still signed in and then I deleted the account. So if anyone tries to hack it again, if they really did, good luck with that.

Out of curiosity, I contacted GNJ on Facebook to see what they’d say, and they said they did send the email.

Had fun swapping voice messages on Facebook with Tammy yesterday but did she really need to lie about buying one of my books? First, she tried to tell me that she once bought one a long time ago but didn’t remember the name of it. Then I remembered that she told me she read a manuscript I sent Dad before he died. When I mentioned its title she said yes, that was the one. So she never actually bought anything. She just read a copy of the manuscript.

At least I didn’t have to hear about God and Lisa!

Edited the message I’m going to be sending Stacey in a few weeks on Facebook. Of course I mentioned her inspiring Dr. Goldstein in Locked-In. It will be interesting to see if she buys it but I don’t think she’d be that curious.

Yesterday, having not received a reply to the message I sent Aly on Twitter the day before Christmas and not receiving any tweets from her lately, I started to wonder if she was ghosting me. It wouldn’t be the first time that happened, but I would think that if she ghosted Kim would do the same. But then she tweeted today, promising to catch up and saying that her cold has really kicked her ass and she’s been doing nothing but sleeping. It will be interesting to see if she suddenly has one thing after another that just happens to prevent her from keeping in touch very often.

We’re now about six weeks away from ordering the TPE sex doll. I’m excited! I have picked out and changed my mind many times on many different dolls in the months of research I’ve been doing. For a while, I was set on a pale Asian doll with purple eyeshadow and pink lipstick. But as I’m learning, the makeup is semi-permanent. After a few months, it does fade. Permanent would have been nice but this way the door is open to change and variety. Deciding to go simply based on features and not makeup, I settled on a doll that could be black or Hispanic. Pale skin and white dolls are boring compared to ethnics, at least as far as I’m concerned. The face I chose looks like it could be a dark Hispanic or a light black when done in a tan skin tone. The type of wig she wears determines this as well. The store I like best that really lets me customize the dolls the most doesn’t sell extra wigs or eyes. So I picked out an Asian head that also looks good tanned and this way I could get three races in one, so to speak. I got a long black wig parted in the middle and black eyes, plus a ginger wig with bangs and light blue eyes. I was first tempted to get a 55” body that was only 55 pounds, but her measurements would be too small and she would be too hard to fit in some of my clothes that way. So I chose a 61.4” body that’s 64 pounds with bigger measurements. Her waist and hips would be just a little slimmer than the mannequin’s and her chest would be a lot slimmer. That is unless I change my mind again.

My crotch has been doing weird things. At the end of the day before yesterday as well as the beginning of yesterday, it was burning. First, it burned towards my ass and then towards my clit. Today I’m not having much of a problem. I don’t know what it is I’m doing that makes it flare up or what backs it off. I’m thinking I should try to resist throwing the diaper rash stuff down there so that I can learn to toughen up to the irritation. Especially if it’s never going to go away. I better start getting used to it.

Finally had an interesting dream last night. That quack Venezuelan endo I had was in it of all people. I don’t know where we were but I asked her how many kids she had and she shrugged and said, “I don’t know. 10 or 11.”

I wondered how the hell she could work such a demanding job all day and then go home to so many kids. I know there was more to the dream that I’m not remembering.

Anyway, because the dream put her on my mind, I googled her to see what would come up these days and was surprised at what I found. She’s still down in Orange but now she not only has a promotional video claiming that her parents own a pharmacy which prompted her to become oh-so compassionate and interested in medicine, but she’s also got nine positive reviews and a five-star rating! I’m like, where did all this come from? I wonder if her shitty reviews up here are what prompted her to head south. Maybe she realized she fucked up enough here and vowed to make a change down in Orange. Her voice sounded younger and higher pitched than I remembered it to sound and her accent isn’t as hard to understand as Dr. A’s.

I recently had an idea for a high-rise love triangle story where I would have a woman living with another woman in a high-rise that was probably in New York, but it would be a fancy high-rise with all kinds of amenities that was like a fancy hotel. Her lover would be gone a lot due to her job and she would end up having an affair with the doorwoman/doorman (I haven’t decided which yet) who turned out to get a little possessive, obsessive and jealous. Because she works at home she would be nervous when her lover wasn’t home, etc. I had been unable to think of anyone for at least one of the leads, so maybe I’ll throw good old Doc D in there and torture her. :-)

She’s as attractive as she is ugly. Her worst feature is her ears with the way they stick out. But she has beautiful long black hair to her waist, is slim, has thick eyebrows, and dark eyes which I usually like the best when it comes to eye color. Nice smile, too.

Chatted with Margaret Thatcher. No joke. I walked down to the mailboxes to grab the mail when I saw her coming towards me with her walker as she often visits Bob and Virginia.

“Are you my new neighbor?” she asked. She lives next to where the contractor used to live and the house on the other side of her recently sold. I pointed to our house and reminded her that we met while watching the July 4th parade.

“Weren’t you the one that said I have beautiful hair?” I asked.

Recognition clicked and she asked me why I cut my hair. I told her that I used to dye it and that damaged my hair but now that I’ve switched to stains and a better leave-in conditioner, it’s much healthier. I assured her it grows fast and would be long again soon, LOL.

She said she stopped dying her hair some time ago and I won’t see her as a beautiful brunette anytime soon and then I said, “Your name is Margaret, isn’t it?”

She nodded and said, “There’s only one Margaret T in the park.”

I told her I remember spotting that name in the directory a few years back and thinking, is this a joke?

She said she called some business for some reason and when she gave her name they said, “Look, lady, we’re running a business here. We’ve got no time for jokes.”

Haha, I’d hate to share the name of a famous person.

Anyway, I did a little writing and speaking with Irene for a while in German and now it’s time to switch back to English and get back to work on my editing!