Swapped audio clips with Jessie yesterday via texting. She won’t do it or give out personal info on Facebook, and I don’t blame her. I was surprised by how she sounded. She not only sounds a million years younger than her age but not quite exactly as I remember her to sound. She said an old coworker of hers used to tell her she had the voice of a sex phone operator. LOL, I can see that too.

We talked about things like the weather, the new windows she’ll have to get because of leaks, and how pissed off she was when some guy claimed to be joking after telling her and David that he’ll call David about countertops they might be interested in but not her. She said that men here will talk to David but not her and when she asks a question, they tend to answer through David and not directly to her.

Oh, the number of closet cases that are out there, even though, I haven’t noticed this personally. Maybe that’s because I have yet to talk to many people.

It rained on and off all day yesterday, but I only heard one clap of thunder. So much for thinking nobody would be out and about doing anything yesterday and it would be peaceful. That fucking cock across the street was out power washing next door’s driveway. That much was quiet. It was when he power-washed his damn truck that was annoying. I could hear it all throughout the house. He hosed out the garbage bins as well. I swear this cock can’t take a day off and just relax indoors. I hope he’s out of here soon and that there are no delays. I figure if worst comes to worst, he can’t be here past mid-April. The motorcycle is the worst thing, of course, but I’m also tired of the multiple honks a day. Every fucking time he comes and goes, moves the truck, or goes in it to get something, I have to know about it.

Galileo was nice enough to check in on me yesterday, even though it was an automated message. I let them know I was better.

I might have found a way to share certain posts with select people without them being notified. Instead of doing a post for a specific person, I just make it for friends except for so and so. That is until Facebook takes it upon itself to tell them, “JLS has shared a post with you except for all her other friends.”