On Tuesday I’ll be calling to try to find out why they won’t send me my fairy.

Why do people love to rip me off?!

I’m also worried about the fact that the beauty supply people haven’t taken their money yet. They should’ve received the order a week ago, so what’s taking so long?

I finally did get an email from Sherry. She said her mail got lost in cyberspace for a while there, but she finally retrieved her messages. This is the second time she’s had that problem, too. Anyway, I was surprised to learn that Haiku’s $150 including shipping and handling. This is still an awesome deal since most places wouldn’t sell her for under $200, dressed or not, but Tracy’s got the better deal on this one. Most of Sherry’s dolls are cheaper or at least comparable to Tracy’s, but not all of them. Tracy’s Haiku kit is $115 in total. So, I shall put little Haiku together myself.

I started on my story last night and did quite a bit. Like 7 pages. It’s coming along really well and seems to be that of a romantic comedy right now with serious, “normal” Jill and smart, yet flaky, nutty Julie.

To my utter shock and delight, the vitamins are definitely boosting my metabolism. When I stuffed myself the night before last, I was amazed to not have gained a pound from it. I was like, wow, this is like my 20s metabolism! Today, after being stuck for nearly two days and not taking a water pill, I awoke at 124. Then, after having a 250-calorie bag of popcorn, I dropped a pound! Maybe I don’t have to starve completely every other day after all. Just eat very little, then eat an average amount on the other days. I might even be able to cut down my workouts, but I doubt I will cuz I like the muscle. I think my arms have shrunk a bit since I began breaking down my arm and shoulder muscles, but if do lose weight, I’ll pump them back up. I won’t do that, though, unless I can get under 115 which is still a bit of a stretch for someone my age. Bones also increase in density with age, so I could never get down to the 90-100 range without some serious illness.

The humidity’s on the rise again and so are the clouds, though there hasn’t been much in the way of clouds yet. Still, we’re right on the verge of the monsoon season. Within a week or two, we should get some storms.

Got mail from both Mary and Bob today. Mary said she was sorry for upsetting me with Buffy’s pictures and I told her it’s done and over with as far as I’m concerned, as there’s a big difference between friends irritating one another periodically versus fucking each other over. Don’t worry about getting money to me, I told her, and don’t send stamps cuz the officers there will only steal them.

I guess she has this love/hate relationship with Buffy. Buffy’s been helpful as far as helping her with her homework but annoys the shit out of her as well.

This letter was postmarked on the 6th. I wonder what took it so long to get to me. The jail pigs probably hung onto it for whatever reason. Probably just to know they caused the delay.

Bob sent a joke and a PG doll ad from a magazine. I told him that while it was very nice of him to think of sending it to me, I hate that damn company, and explained to him just how incompetent they are. I didn’t really care for the doll, either.

He thanked me for my letter, pictures and jokes, then asked if I’d help him pick out a wife for him when he gets out. I had to laugh at that one, but sure, I told him, I’ll help with the auditions.