I went to Trimlife’s site, the people I’m getting the diet pill sample from. They sell a lot of things - diet pills for kids, multivitamins, protein-packed foods, sex aids, hormone balancers and more. It looks like a 1-mos. supply will be $75, but if this stuff works in any way, it might be worth it. I’m all for using tools to help us help ourselves so long as they’re not destructive ones, like how I used the Nicorette gum to quit smoking.

Being the pessimist I am, though, I’d have to agree with Tom and say they don’t work or else there’d be no fat people in the world. I know they can’t make me skinny like the Nicorette gum didn’t make me quit smoking, but perhaps it can help me slim down like the gum helped me quit smoking.

I told Tom I wanted to skip today’s screwing session because I was ragging pretty hard. Besides, I wasn’t in the mood. Being the not-so-typical male that he is (though it’s much to my delight) he declined my offer to take care of him in other ways. I wasn’t kidding when I said we both have no appetite! He mentioned us getting it on during the week, but I don’t think we will, and also, I think he’ll avoid me at mid-cycle like he mostly used to. Although we’d be 100% safe even with him cumming, it’s okay for him to do what makes him more comfortable. In other words, if he feels, be it subconsciously or not, more comfortable not screwing at those times, fine.

He still thinks I’ll eventually make money from home, although I doubt it. Like I said, if that were in my cards, how come I haven’t made anything from home yet? Still, I’m giving it a chance like I said I would. If by some miracle he’s right, I’ll wait till there’s more money coming in before I get the more expensive dolls so they won’t take me forever to save up for them. I don’t know, though. I still think he’s going to have to end up getting a better-paying job which will probably mean traveling further and working longer.

I’m racking up the points on Memolink and am now at 404 and should be receiving a few hundred more soon. That’s because I signed up for free things that give you points just for doing so and because I “referred” Tom, I get a percentage of any points he earns. If God really does help those who help themselves, then he’ll allow me to earn a little something after the hours and hours of work I’ve spent trying to make something of this! Then again, somehow I doubt he cares if Jodi S makes enough money to supplement her husband’s income. Oh well, what’s in our cards is in our cards and what’s not is not, but it’s still too early to really make a judgment. If in a month I’m still being asked to take surveys for a chance to win this or that and not given surveys for set dollar amounts or points, then I’ll know it was just another bust.

I’ve been slaving away on my story.

In my next story, I thought I’d have a straight girl get in trouble for some petty bullshit, but not go to jail. Instead, she gets a few months of probation and ends up with a gay PO who becomes obsessed with her. So much so that she frames her for murder, then kidnaps her and blackmails her by threatening to turn her in if she leaves her.

The story after that will be way off the wall. Tom once suggested I use some real-life event(s) and then sensationalize it from there. In real life, when I was 10, I collected pictures of Kate. Just like a child would talk to their stuffed animals or dolls, I would sometimes talk to her pictures when the abuse and stress got too much for me to deal with. It was like a coping mechanism, as strange as it may sound. In the story, I’ll have one of these pictures “come to life,” so to speak, years later when I’m an adult and we’ll fall for each other.