I got a letter from Mary all stressed out over my not receiving the money orders. Although she didn’t accuse me, I got the feeling she was suspicious, which I can clearly understand. However, I’m sure she’s smart enough to know which one’s more trustworthy, me or shithead Buffy’s shithead boyfriend. I hope she finds out who the hell cashed those money orders! We’d never rip her off even if we needed the money and so I do hope she finds out what happened. I’m not really familiar with how money orders work, though, so I don’t know if that’s possible. I hope it is just so I can prove to her what a huge mistake she made in letting anyone withdraw money from her. I don’t know that anyone actually did get money orders, though. I think they simply pocketed the money for themselves after they withdrew it. That’d really suck too, cuz that’d just make it harder to prove Buffy’s sick cock guilty and us innocent.

God really does protect an asshole, cuz if I were there right now, oh, I’m not even going to say it. I think it’s obvious what I’d do to that split chick. See, it doesn’t just burn me up to be the one to get fucked over, but it also burns me up to see those I care for get burned as well. Mary’s my best friend, and while she may’ve made a hell of a poor judgment call just like she did with spending so much money on Clarence and others, it doesn’t change the fact that she still got taken advantage of and fucked over and it really pisses me off. I wish we were rich. I’d then put thousands of dollars in her account and make her promise to only spend it on herself. Normally, I’d tell people to do what they want with whatever I give them, but in this case, I’d want her to swear to keep it for herself. Well, maybe we’ll win the lotto someday!

She also misunderstood me as far as payment goes. She thinks I want money for piggy-backing Jose’s letters and for working for him should he need a typist, so I’m sending off a letter assuring her that I never expected money for piggy-backing letters, though I would want payment if I ever do type for him.

I was going to call her aunt so that she could clarify this to Mary in case they spoke before she got my letter but then thought better of it just in case her aunt doesn’t know about her foolishly letting an inmate’s associate take money from her. I don’t think she’d approve of that even if the person could be trusted.

Mary really needs to smarten up and keep money and stamps. I told her this, too. She’s never gonna get any associates of any inmate to get money to anyone anywhere, and stamps are hit or miss. I never counted, but I think she said she sent a total of 4 books of stamps to me, though not all at once since she’s been in Florida. Well, I only got two of them. One of the last two she sent was supposed to be for me and one was supposed to be for him, though they were never in the envelope. I’d still be willing to bet an officer took them and even some letters to me, too. I mean, what would the PO want with them? They might’ve taken the stamps, but why would they have any interest in removing her letters from those two empty envelopes I got? I think it was all officer-related.

Anyway, the spider curse is on the fritz again. So far this month, we’ve seen two a week.

The good news, though, is that I may still get my fairy. They responded to my email for once, saying that the amount of email they get is phenomenal, so they’ve been busy. Also, there’s been a huge demand for that fairy (it figures), so they’ve been behind in their orders. They say it should be done within the next week and that they’re going to include a bonus for having to wait, which is nice.

It looks like they’re going to PG me again with this latest Ashton order as well. First the assholes say they’ve been shipped when I checked at the order status site, then I get an automated email saying they won’t be shipped till 9/22. Tom said they accessed the account but didn’t take any money yet. So, I replied to that email asking what the real story is. More than likely, I won’t see the things till October.

The beauty supply people did take their money, after all, so that’s good.

I see a car parked by the new house in front, but can’t tell from here if it’s put together yet. I know no one’s living in it yet because one, there’s been no barking, and two, there’s no outside light on at night. That’s another unique thing about us. We’re not just the only ones out here with no dogs, but we don’t leave outside lights on at night. I mean, what exactly do they expect these lights to do for them other than to draw bugs unless their bug lights? They wouldn’t keep them any safer.

It’s too damn hot to walk out far enough to see if it’s together yet, but when it is, and when it’s occupied, we’ll know it.

It’s been incredibly hot. Last night I glanced at the outdoor thermometer at 1 AM and it was 100º!

Tom says the biggest mesquite looks greener and that it’s probably getting ready to have a growth spurt. That’d be nice.

He planted Palo Verde seeds where the few dead olies are, but I doubt they’ll amount to anything. I’ve tried that before and it didn’t work. Maybe with the drip system going, it will, but I don’t think so. In the fall when we get more olies, we’re getting ones that are more mature, like 5’ tall.

Later…

We actually had some rain there for a while and lots of wind. The rain only lasted a few minutes, though we still felt it was enough to turn the drip off. It seems to be dying down out there now.

Here’s the shocking part, though. Tom went out when it started raining to cover some things up that he didn’t want to get wet. The sun was setting, though there was still some light. Not even 30 seconds later, he turned to re-enter the house the same way in which he’d exited when he heard the rattle. Well, there were two rattlesnakes coiled up by the steps! He was like, where the hell did they come from? Probably from under the house, I guess. These two seem smaller than the other one, so now that we know we’ve got 3 of them, we’re now thinking about getting traps, snake repellent, or both. This is because Tom works outdoors a lot. Rattlesnakes are brave and he can’t afford to have one sneak up on him while he’s under the truck working on its muffler or whatever. Rattlers aren’t king snakes. They don’t run from people, they stand and fight. If a person happens to be in the direction they’re going, that won’t deter them from forging ahead in that direction. They’re just too toxic to give a shit and they know it.

If Tom didn’t work outside a lot, then it wouldn’t matter because this house has 3 doors. The odds of them all being blocked by snakes at once seems unlikely.

This is when I got my brilliant idea. You see, there are no doubt some people we don’t like living in the city. People who may very well live in houses with fenced-in yards. Well, why can’t they live there? Then the recipients can have dead dogs on their hands as well as a poisonous snake to deal with. We’d have to hide the traps somewhere afterward, though, in case they came to check, and keep our prints off of them. In this state, just the coincidence alone of us having the trap, even in spite of where we live, would be enough to fry our asses, and we aren’t like most people, which means God wouldn’t protect us. Not in the least. He’d be doing all he could to lead the authorities to our door, so we’ve got that to consider, too. We’d also have to buy the trap in a way that couldn’t be traced back to us, and lastly, hope a small kid didn’t get hit and killed. I wouldn’t give a shit if they did lose any kids they may have, despite how innocent that kid would be, but the pigs certainly would.

Since most people never do the things they plan or talk about, I know this will never happen, but it sure is a nice fantasy; them heading out into their yards to find a rattlesnake!

I’ve been stuck like never before. I’ve only done one half-assed dump in 4 days. My body’s totally rebelling against dropping significantly under 125, so I’m finally like, okay, okay! Keep the damn weight if you want it that bad, just start shitting again one of these days soon!