Friday, April 30, 2004

My diet patch sample arrived today. It’s simple, you change patches every 3 days and you do it for 90 days or until you reach your goal, though this sample only has 2 patches. I still have my doubts that it’ll work, but I’m trying the week’s supply anyway. You’re supposed to stick them on hairless areas and change places each time you change patches. I have one on the lower right side of my stomach now. Monday I’ll place the second one on my upper arm. They don’t recommend baths or swimming with it but say you can shower with it so long as you don’t let streams of water run over it for too long.

So far I don’t have any irritation, but it doesn’t seem to be suppressing my appetite.

I could really kick myself for using the wrong email address because now they’re claiming in the letter I got in the mail with the patches (which they didn’t say online) that they’re going to automatically bill us $159 for the 90-day program. That would be fine if the sample worked and if we were settled in Oregon or wherever we’re going to be, but not now. I can’t cancel my account online because I didn’t get order numbers or anything like that emailed to me, so now I have to call on Monday and hope I can get them to cancel me. If I’m going to order it’s not going to be until and if I see this thing works and that the weight doesn’t come right back the instant I stop it, and we can afford it. Besides, I’m going to be pigging out on the road, so I wouldn’t want to start any kind of diet till after we were settled. Meanwhile, I’ve been hanging at 128. This is a little low for me, so I’ve been hungrier and stuck more.

It’s really too bad I’m not psychic enough to know what kind of job he’ll be getting, because if he were going to get a good job without anyone screwing him over in the end, we might get this 32-acre lot in Oregon for payments of $300 a month for 12 years which is nothing compared to a grand a month for 30 years. The people who end up living here, though, won’t pay nearly that much because they won’t have 10 acres with a private well like we did. I don’t think he’ll have a very good job, though.

Another few hours and that will complete one wonderful year without the freeloaders in our lives, having us do this and do that, pay this and pay that, to say nothing of controlling where we go, cutting into our schedules, and basically dictating our whole lives and how we live. Now if they can just remain out of our lives for 37 more days, then I’d say we’re home free. To have them out of our lives has been heaven, though I try not to think about them because I not only get furious at them but at God, too. They burned me viciously and got away with it while God protected them. It’s always been that way; others screw me, I pay. But not anymore. From now on I pay for my screw-ups and my screw-ups only. I will never again fall victim to anyone for any reason. I just wish my powers had developed to the point that they are now back in ’96 when they first became a problem. I won’t hesitate to use them on anyone who burns me bad enough, even if I’m made to pay in the end. Like I just said, I’ll pay for and take responsibility for my own actions. That’s fair enough. What’s not fair is for me to go to jail because of something I either really did write or was said to have written just because someone may have a problem with me, be it because I’m Jewish, short, pale, whatever, and just because they harassed me, I complained, and they couldn’t handle it.

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