Tom gave that chick from Florida a ride home yesterday that he says is fat, ugly, old and loud. When I asked him why he can’t say “no” to the things he really doesn’t want to do, he said he doesn’t want a rep for not being nice. He worries too much about what others think, I told him, and he said he wants more money. That won’t get him more money, I also told him, that’ll get him used. Today she didn’t need a ride. Her husband got her which is nice, even though he says it’s on the way.

Again a group of people was told not to come in tomorrow because of a lack of work, but fortunately, he wasn’t one of them.

Today was a pretty nice day. It only peaked at 84º. They revised tomorrow’s high of 90º to 87º. Not much difference, but any bit helps.

Later…

Tom worked some more on the shed. Supposedly we’re still on for me moving into it this weekend. I just need a light, a camping heater, a porta-potty and a floor. Then I can add my stereo later.

I’m still going to write most of my letters to Bob by hand, even when my bed is turned into an office because it’ll be a hassle to set up the printer. Besides, it’ll give me something to do during the times he’s not here and I haven’t much electricity to do much more than listen to music.

Cock smell. I hate it! Fortunately, he’s gone in to shower it away. He had been working on the shed, so that’s why he stinks.

I got an email scam from someone claiming to be affiliated with PayPal and wanting to verify people’s identities. Anyone with half a brain knows never to give personal information via email and that no legit business would ever ask for such info like credit card numbers by email. I decided to shock the scammer by filling in the fields with not only bogus info but with comments about going to jail, knowing who they were, etc.

One of the baby chipmunks that never seems to grow has come to trust and like me a lot. It was so cute earlier! I was on my bed writing when I heard sounds at the door. I rose to find it hanging on the screen, begging for a treat.