Today’s the day, or so we hope, that we’ll be back online.

I was right in assuming mom and daughter are home all the time. Besides, just knowing that that’s what I always get next to me told me that anyway. Nonetheless, I went to crack the bathroom window while showering at 1:00 when I saw the daughter enter her place. So much for privacy. So much for any privacy singing either, but oh well. I have a right to do that during the daytime, and no one’s complained yet. Of course, the daughter could be getting ready to work second shift, since I haven’t heard any evening cat calls lately, and she could’ve gone over simply to get something while her mom was at work, but I doubt it. I’m pretty sure neither of them works. Just how is it anyway that all these people can afford not to work while poor Tom has to?

Then I saw Beverly out front raking her side of the lawn. The tree in front has now lost all its leaves. Unless they get on us about it, I’m not doing shit to these yards. I don’t dig the idea of caring for someone else’s yard at all. Plus, Pam said the owner takes care of it.

I’m glad it’s quiet here, but still, a house in the sticks, even if we have to rent it, would be so, so wonderful!