Got a letter from Mary. She’s doing well. Keeping busy. She says she got measured at 25-21-26. I hate to break it to her, but that’d be impossible even if she were as short as me. I can maybe see the 21” waist, though I’m sure her waist is at least 23”. Also, she’d have to be dead to have 25” tits and 26” hips. She’s got to be at least 32” or 33” in that department and maybe even higher in the hips. She had 4 kids for God’s sake. I was quite anorexic myself at 5’ measuring 32-23-32, so there’s no way her hips could be that small on a 5’ 3” frame. The skeleton itself has to measure more than that.

We had a hail storm for a while there not too long ago. It’s been mostly in the 40s. They’re saying we should hit the 60s this Thursday.

The dog across the canal has gotten to be a problem again. It starts up at 6 AM on the dot and barks all day long. No one pays any attention to it at all. It’s just left out there to bark its ass off. I don’t see how the owners can stand it but maybe they haven’t been around. This barking is clearly that of a neglected dog calling for attention. I don’t think there’s more than a 15-minute lag between barking fits. And some say God never makes mistakes? Well, somebody sure as hell did when creating the dog! I hate the fucking things! It’s the same old shit that follows us everywhere we go with the only difference being that in some places it’s annoying while it’s downright maddening in others like at the duplex.

We made a botched attempt at intimacy on Saturday till I had to stop him because it hurt. I was surprised, too. I thought it’d be no problem at this point, so maybe I won’t have to fake pain after all. I offered to take care of him, but as always, he had no desire to participate in any way. I still say, what’s the point? What could possibly be in it for him if all he wants to do is get hard, jump in and jump out? And what could be in it for me when I don’t have any lust for him? I think we do much better as friends. If there’s one department we’re totally on the same wavelength in, it’s that one.

There are still a few more programs that need to be loaded up on my computer, but we’re trying out a month of the premium radio. It allows for commercial-free, unlimited song-skipping. It also allows access to download most of their songs.

We went out on Saturday and browsed through some stores while waiting for the pizza place to open. When it took longer to open than we’d have liked we hit the grocery store on our way back with plans to go back to the pizza place today after work. Hopefully, it won’t be jumping with too many unruly kids whose parents don’t care to teach them any manners, so we can eat in peace.

On the way down, we had just crossed the canal which they filled back up when the cops pulled up to ask if we happened to see which way this particular couple went, which we hadn’t. We weren’t paying attention. As long as pigs stick to asking about other people, I can deal with the slimy, corrupt little bastards.