Slept till 1:30 today. No hunters, no booms. Just a new house. Yeah, maybe we will get rich off this place someday after all. It appears to be two properties in front of us. It’s a nice, good-sized house with a fancier exterior than ours. Meaning, there are dormers, peaks and other nooks and crannies. It’s tan-colored and I’d say it has about 3, but more likely 4 bedrooms. The good thing is that it’s too nice and expensive for Mexicans or blacks, but the front of it is facing us which means the house won’t be between us and their dogs and outside activities. On the other hand, they’re pretty far out there, so maybe the distance will counteract any noise that may come from them. After all, the house is far away enough that I could only tell that the front of it was facing us with the binoculars. They’re at least a mile away.

Still no email from Kelly, my dentist, so I guess she either hasn’t gotten her mail or she just got stuck on stupid.

I wonder what’s going on with Mary. Tomorrow’s Monster’s sentencing day. I told Tom to let me know if he caught it on the news since I never read or watch the news. I wish she’d just get her ass to Florida so I can start sending her stuff to her without anyone there knowing me! A part of me wishes she wouldn’t return to Arizona once she’s released, so I don’t have to worry about her pestering me, but I know she’ll be back here the moment she does get out. Oh well. If she gets to be a pest, I’ll just tell her so.

Paula left a message the night before last sounding incredibly pissed off, but I knew that that was just how she always sounds. All she said was, “Listen, I’ll be calling you tomorrow morning. Be sure you answer your phone.” So, I decided to call her, saying we got a phone card, and let her know that hey, I can’t always be by the phone whenever she wants me to be. I asked if she got the doll’s dress, and all she said was, “Yeah.” No “thank you,” no nothing. Like I said, I can only stomach so much of that pesky ditz, so I just send my monthly letters to her and ignore the phone 99% of the time.

The rats have started hanging out in their tubes, but they still don’t wheel. Good, then I don’t have to worry about it squeaking, waking me up, and needing oiling.

I still don’t think I’ll lose any more weight, but I think I may be onto something as far as that goes. I think pedaling for 30 or more minutes is much more effective than just 20. I got carried away yesterday and had 2000 calories, yet was down two pounds when I got up, after having worked out for close to an hour yesterday between the Bowflex and the pedals. It makes sense when you think about it after reading online like I did that it takes 90 minutes on a treadmill to burn 500 calories. Maybe if I stay regular and ride longer I’ll lose more weight, but I doubt it.

Later…

When the heat stays on as late as 11:30 and comes on as early as 8:30, you know we’re having another cold snap! It’s a good thing we didn’t get plants yet.

My vibes told me the guy Tom was to interview last night wouldn’t show up, and they also told me something was wrong with the cylinder. I was right on both. When he called the cylinder place in L.A., they said the one they received was damaged, so they’re expecting another in next week. Tom still thinks there’s a chance we can get the fences this month, but right now I don’t see anything going on for this month.