Excuses, excuses. I don’t feel sexually deprived, but just the other day he said he’d like sex to be more frequent. He got up at 6:00 today and doesn’t have to be at work till 10:00, but besides the usual TV, computer, and eating, he claims he’s got to go to the bank about the business that’s still all one big joke as far as I’m concerned.

He said it’d be nice if we had sex twice a day. That seems like too much for me and it’d take its specialness and excitement out of it if we did it that often.

I spoke to Andy yesterday who wants a copy of our cases that I also sent Kim. I printed him a copy with no problems so he should get it tomorrow. Tom said he’s had intermittent problems with the computer where it fouls up every now and then. Oh, then I guess being able to print Journal 93 and Andy’s stuff wasn’t Robin-related. Just luck was what it was.

Later...

Tom just got home, but went back out to pick up a KFC dinner for me and something for him at another place.

My luck’s still been running well with the printer. I printed that stuff for Andy and 22 pages of journal 92 which will probably total double that amount.

Later...

I just ate and Andy just left a message saying his phone’s been disconnected cuz he owes tons of money. Bummer. He said we could keep in touch by mail and that I could also call him at work. Hopefully, he’ll write me and let me know what he thinks about the stuff I’ll be sending him.

Yesterday or the day before, he said he hadn’t heard from Jeffrey. I asked if he was gonna call him, but he said he’d wait till Jeffrey called him when he was ready. Fair enough, cuz after all, Andy did make the first call. The next move should be on Jeffrey.

I absolutely couldn’t believe it, but Tom did do the paperwork for a business license and trade name and got it notarized.

I told him, “God! You really are serious. I really thought you were pulling my leg. You really are serious about the business and the singing.”

“And making the kid,” he said.

This one I don’t believe, but we’ll see. I mean, I did everything I could to give him the benefit of the doubt, but after nearly two years of this bullshit, how can I believe?

I recorded myself singing to the music of two Gloria songs. They’re not my main style, but he said they were OK.