Monday, March 18, 2002

Still hanging around 119-121 pounds. I think this is it. I mean, I really doubt I’ll lose anymore. At least I can maintain the weight, though. So, Miss Teddy Bear, you’ll just have to want me as I am, fat face and all.

Down to 42 days to go. Two days and one year ago was the day she moved me for the last time and we both began to suspect we liked each other.

Yesterday, at my suggestion, he and I got together. I wanted to see if he’d blow me off again, but nope. I gave him a hard-on by hand and he gave me an orgasm by tongue. I was out of practice, though, as he admitted. My arms didn’t cramp up or tire out cuz of all the exercise I did, but my hand did.

Fortunately, he isn’t interested in screwing any more than I am. Not that I think God will have me get pregnant cuz I don’t want to, but I’d hate to think of how that’d feel after this long. I’m sure it wouldn’t tickle.

Although the silver van still resides in back, a navy Bronco has taken the place of the silver car. I still don’t see how these people can afford to stay home, and I know there are at least two or three of them. Could they be on Section 8? I doubt it. They’re much too civilized for that. In fact, I cannot believe how quiet they’ve been! I do see them enough, though. Every two to three times I pass by the kitchen window, I see anywhere from one to three people sitting out front smoking.

I wonder why I haven’t heard from Mary in a while. It’d be great to hear from Mary today saying that she saw Pérez, but I’d settle on just a letter from her. Either way, I’ll write her a letter today.

I still don’t understand how the cheeks went from seeing me 4 times in 7 months to seeing me 4 times in 2½ months. God, I wish we had fences with locked gates! Or a windowless garage, so I could say we were out on days I didn’t want to get out of bed for him when Tom was home. Then again, I’ll just tell him the truth - that I just wasn’t in the mood for company - and if he’s got a problem with it - tough shit! It’s my life, my house, and no one comes in here unless I ok it.

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