Still printing journals like crazy. Got 670 more pages to go and about 32 more journals. In one box I'll have the journals from Oswego Street, Woodside Terrace, Elm Street, Norwich, the Vista and Crystal apartments, and this house.

As you'll see in my Dreams file, I had a dream including Jackie and Jim. Speaking of them, isn't Jackie pregnant yet? She's God's "perfect" mommy. I asked Tom, who answered that he hadn't seen them, in a very annoyed tone of voice. You can't even talk to him about someone else getting pregnant without him getting all riled up. Don't worry, hun. I don't plan to ever bring up the subject again. Not even if I wanted a kid all over again tomorrow. I know better. I know when something's not meant to be and when something shouldn't be, since not all of us can handle these things. Anyway, I asked him, cuz of the way I know his ma talks about other family members. However, unless something big was going on with someone, all she ever did when I'd visit her was talk about Nickolena. Then about Nickolena and Parker. It got old! It really did. That's another reason, besides the fact that I resent her for her selfishness, that I don't want her over the new house. I don't want to have to sit and listen to nothing but talk about those kids the whole time she's with us.

I can't believe no one's been next door all week. Not that I'm complaining, but what are they waiting for?