I’ve noticed that when I’m lying down, I sometimes feel this burning-tingling sensation in my outer right thigh. I Googled that symptom and came up with something called meralgia paresthetica. The top reasons for this are being obese, pregnant or diabetic. Well, I’m none of these things, but if I had to guess, it’s probably because I’m slightly heavy.

I was pretty light-headed earlier. More light-headed than I have been in a while. I’m guessing it’s due to going back to full doses. Again I wonder if the doctors might have a point about other things causing the anxiety. I’ve had some days where I was more anxious on partial doses. Yet now I’m taking full doses and I’m fine. I think it could be tied into why I’m getting PMS symptoms. My boobs aren’t as bad as they were before but they’re still somewhat sore.

As far as whether or not I have any nodules growing on the left side of my thyroid, I don’t know. I know for a fact that when they did the ultrasound in 2014, they did find a couple of small nodules there. The question is have they grown? I don’t think they’re cancerous since most of them aren’t. Thyroid nodules are actually pretty common, from what I read, and most people have at least one by age 60.

Unfortunately, it looks like our betta fish is dying. He hasn’t even made a bubble nest in a while now, and he is getting old. He doesn’t seem to have as much energy and has been lying sort of on his side, which isn’t usually a good sign.

The water was off while I slept. Damn bidet spit some air at me when I got up, so that’s how I could tell.

Doing the laundry now and tomorrow we’ll change the rats’ cage and the pigpen. Going to be too tired by the time he goes to Sam’s, but we’ll go out somewhere later. Sunday morning, I should be good to go to Walmart.

The metallic nail polish set is absolutely fantastic. Very vibrant colors and very heavily pigmented where I only need one coat. They have a set of neon colors I’m going to get as well and then I’ll be set on polish for years.

It kind of bothers me that Aly never commented or asked me about the sickos in Arizona but I bet I can guess why. What bothers me more is that she always, always seems to know things she shouldn’t know like the fact that I found her “secret” Twitter account which she has now blocked me from. How the fuck could she possibly know that??? It’s got me wondering… Have I been tracked or hacked? Was it something I said in my blog? Have I shown up as a suggested account for her to follow due to my nosing around? Has she got a tracker I don’t know about? Or could she be hacking in and reading copies of my journal on sites that don’t have two-factor authentication? I hope not, but I gotta admit it’s kind of funny to think of her reading things she would want to let me have it for yet she would be forced to keep her mouth shut. Of course, if she is hacking me, then she’ll know that because she’ll read this entry.

She’ll also know that I threw in some tests in the entry I just sent her to see if she’ll point them out. I left in an order I gave Alexa that got printed in because I forgot to disable voice typing, plus an unfinished sentence.

Just thinking back on how she always knew it was me who would ask her anonymous questions as well as anonymous questions I once asked Molly on Ask makes me wonder. Plus, there was MyOpera. When I was fucking with Molly there along with Kathy, she told Molly (as Karly or something like that) that there were two people harassing her and then she offered to message her and tell her what was going on. Well, those two sites have/had shitty security.

In the book I’m reading, a character describes people as being opportunists and pests. This is so true not to mention liars as well. Despite her admitting in the past that she knows she has a problem with lying, she doesn’t seem to have done much to change, and I know the smart thing to do would be to walk away. But unless she dumps me again, it’s not that easy. Unlike Andy, Tammy and others, there’s so much good in her that it’s hard not to see that and focus on the good points while doing my best to ignore the bad. Perhaps I shouldn’t have gone looking for her, knowing all along she didn’t simply ghost Molly, but if anything, it just confirms that she’s continuing to lie about her connection to the whack job. If she can lie about things like that, couldn’t she lie about anything?

Last night I thought of how I miss checking book reports for sales and decided that rather than republishing my old books in my real name, I would go with a pen name that only Tom and I know about. That is unless Aly really is reading my journals, of course.

At first I wanted to be Camille C, which was suggested to me by one of those random name generators. But sure enough, someone’s already going by that name, real or not. So Lexi L it is! I kind of like names where both the first and last names start with the same letter.

I’m excited! Even though I know I’m not going to make shit, I’m looking forward to getting back in the publishing game just as soon as We’ll Meet Again Someday is properly edited.