If I had been dumb enough to have an ounce of hope for early release – well – just the fact that it’s been 3 weeks since Scot recommended I be let go and we haven’t heard from them, would be enough to tell me it’s a lost cause.

I wonder if Scot will try again in 6 months. Maybe he will if only as an excuse to refer to the fucking bitch as a “victim” which he knows makes my blood boil. It’s like he gets off on pissing me about that.

I emailed Playboy, asking if they knew anything about a fourth doll being released and when, but they said they didn’t know anything about it.

I decided - and I’m not going to let Tom talk me out of it - to give PG something they deserve more than being turned in to the BBB and something I deserve as well. I’m going to let him play games with them for another month or two, then regardless of the outcome and whether we get the doll, our money back, or neither, I’m going to help myself to $100 worth of dolls that we’re not going to pay for. I’m going to order a few dolls in a bogus name and have them sent directly to the house by UPS, telling them to enclose bills with the dolls, and either they get here or they don’t. I’m not going to be calling them to ask where the dolls are that I plan to rip off after all the hassles they’ve put us through over the last year chasing this doll, chasing that doll and now getting ripped off. I thought about taking a few hundred dollars of dolls, but I don’t need to get that carried away. They’ll be losing more than $20, though.

Tom will try to talk me out of it, of course, but I’ve made up my mind. I rarely get to make my own decisions in life and I’m not backing out of this one. This isn’t something that could land us in jail, nor could it come back to haunt us if we used our real name, though I won’t. We skipped out on the camcorder which we got in our name, yet it didn’t stop us from taking out loans and buying this land/house, so I’m sure it won’t cause problems in the future. It’s only dolls anyway. Maybe I’ll use the name Rachel Johnson!

We’ve been having trouble finding cheap pedals, but that’s okay, cuz I’m back to thinking our best bet might be to get a whole bike. After thinking about it, I decided I probably couldn’t pedal while using the computer as my knees would hit the underside of the desk. I wouldn’t be able to work comfortably if I sat back either. Another thing is that if I used the pedals in the den, I’d have to sit up towards the edge of those huge couches/chair unless I put a pillow or something behind me which might be a pain in the ass. If I get a bike, I could at least read or watch TV while I used it, and I know I’d be more comfortable. It might mean having to give up a doll to get it, but it’d be a worthy trade-off.

Later…

I just finished some housecleaning and now we’re just coming up to prime freeloader time. I’m lying low and quiet now. No open windows, no music, etc. This way I get my long-awaited chance to say no should Scot show up. Although I highly doubt he will, that’s what I would’ve said if someone suggested he may return just two weeks later after having gone a few months without coming here, so you never do know.

Tom won’t be in till 2:00. Of course, with my shit luck, Scot could end up stopping by at 2:30.

Later…

Amazingly, Tom didn’t put up a fight about my plans to rip PG off. All he said was, “Yeah, but this is our address.”

So was the address we had in Phoenix when we were stealing a lot of stuff and using lots of bogus names with a regular mailman involved. This, however, will be UPS, and we won’t be doing this very often. I just think I deserve a little treat on the way out from dealing with these very frustrating people. Hopefully, they’ll bill without credit cards. I’m pretty sure they will. They’re stupid when it comes to money. They’ve shipped dolls before taking money, and also, they did send bill payments on Mei Lin. This is a company that has plenty of money to spare. What I’m going to take them for will essentially be nothing more than a drop in the bucket. With their prices being as low as they are, they no doubt have a huge customer list. That’s probably part of why they’re so incompetent; too many people to deal with. Ashton’s different, though. Although they’re better known, they wouldn’t have the customer volume PG would have because most people can’t afford to be spending $80 - $150 on dolls, so they couldn’t afford to be ripped off like PG. With Ashton, you must either give a credit card number or send a check for the full amount of what you want.

He also agreed, to my surprise, to dump any babies the crazy bitches may have if Little Fella knocks them up, which he may very well have done by the way he was acting. I just wanted to get them all in the big cage so I could be done with ever having to handle them again. Tom moved them by coaxing them into a tube. We almost lost one of them, though, when she jumped out. Luckily, it was the Rat Runner and I got her by the tail. Perhaps they’ll die sooner if they keep having litter after litter after litter!

I’ll admit it’s cute watching them play. I think Little Fella will appreciate having young energetic rats to play with, whereas Little Buddy’s just too old. He gets winded pretty fast.

Fortunately, Little Buddy’s tumor doesn’t seem malignant and is not growing. One of the mice, though, has a tumor bigger than her poor little head!

I forgot to mention that 4 or 5 days ago, an ATV woke me up at dusk, but I fell back asleep. Those things are loud! Like motorcycle loud.

Later…

We went to the PO to see if the form was there. True to vibed, it wasn’t. Deciding to go to Casa Grande while it was still a weekday and a little less crowded, we picked up a few treats at Circle K, then headed over.

Tom asked if I sensed the form being at work tonight (he wasn’t sure if they were going to send it to him at work or to the PO), but no, I don’t sense anything.

On our way out, we drove by the rentals. The thing that I thought was a sign is really a small hot water tank. Why it’s in the middle of their front yard, beats me. They don’t have as much stuff out front as I thought they did. The furthest rental is now occupied and there are definitely kids there, judging by the toys I saw out front. Only the middle one is well-kept. The others are trashy. The furthest one looks the dumpiest. Could be freeloaders living in it. I guess they’ve been quiet, though, cuz I haven’t heard any new sounds like loud music all of a sudden or anything like that. I didn’t even know anyone was there till we drove by.

In Casa Grande, we stopped at the grocery store for a few things. I needed vitamins and we were low on toilet paper and water. I got a small bottle of coconut cologne too, so now I have peach, musk, sunflowers, and coconut. Anything but freesia or turquoise seas! Those are way too potent.

We went to a car parts store for a new radiator hose where we got new clips to get the seatbelt off my neck and a vanilla air freshener tree that dangles from the mirror.

Lastly, we returned to Pick-a-Pet. We got an aquarium vacuum and a couple of adorably cute little dwarf frogs. We also got a couple of angelfish. They’re even bigger than the bettas and mollies (we lost a mollie today) and are really nice-looking. The frogs are brown with little black dots and the angelfish are silver with black stripes. I really like them both a lot and I hope they live.