“Just do it.” It’s Nike’s motto and today it’s ours too, for we’re not going to let the wakeboard people’s stupidity stop us from getting on with our lives. We realized that if we kept waiting for things to be “perfect” in order to start with EFO, then we’d never do it because nothing’s ever perfect. He’s gotten some overtime lately, so we’ve agreed to use a couple hundred from that to get started. Then the rest is up to fate and we sit back and hope for the best! Tom got in from the job he hates more and more and is working on it now. The good thing is that there’s still nothing to say it won’t work half the time. All I know is that the more you talk about something, the easier it becomes to continue talking and forget about doing it. I think it’s high time we show whatever’s up there that it’s now our turn to be in the driver’s seat of our lives anyway.

As for the bullshit check, we sent it back requesting the money be directly deposited to our cash card, but won’t count on it happening. For a minute there I started to wonder if perhaps they really were scammers after all, though it didn’t seem likely because the runners-up got their prizes. Also, the false promise thing is usually something one gets off on doing with those they interact with regularly so they can get off on witnessing their anguish. Lastly, there’d be no financial gain on their part to send me a bogus check. Then it hit Tom that they very well could’ve put the wrong routing number on the wrong account when printing the check on the kind of inkjet printer they weren’t supposed to use in the first place. It’s just another case of us being put out by other people’s stupidity, and again, if we fuck anything up ourselves, only we pay. Anyway, I’m almost sure I won’t get the money, but I can’t seem to break my sweeping addiction. I know all I’m asking for is more checks I can’t cash and more stupidity to have to deal with and that the responsibility of getting some of these prizes will be on me, but it’s just so much fun! Especially now that I’ve got a robotic form filler to use that’s way more accurate than the auto-filler that’s built into my browser. I mean, this is a real Robo, and I’m sorry I didn’t download it from the get-go.

It’s scary to imagine if the cruise had been last March 7th instead of this January 7th. If we’d left early last March 7th, we’d have come back to find all our belongings gone because that’s the day they left the get-out-in-72-hours note on the door because of their stupidity. Let’s just hope we don’t come back to find that someone who figured out we were gone decided to help themselves to our shit. That’d really be asking for it, though, with all the people around. I don’t see how even God could protect our perps in that case because someone would surely see them. Then again, just because someone sees someone doing something wrong doesn’t mean they’ll report it.

Saw Liz a few days ago. She’s still nice, but she sure is pale and I can see where some people might think she was plain. She could use a tan and some makeup. I also think she’d look nicer with her hair parted in the middle rather than pulled straight back. Anyway, she was more talkative this time. She smiled at me as I was waiting for the woman in front of us to pay, then I asked her how she was and we made small talk, though not much of it. She’s just not as friendly as Estella and Olivia, who just may be a knock-out in another decade or so.

Another fucking Muslim plotted to bomb an Illinois mall. Why don’t they just stay the fuck out of this country if they hate us so much?

We caught the mouse the other day, but we had to do it with the sticky paper meant to trap spiders. It wasn’t going to the live trap because it wasn’t very hungry, thanks to the mess both Tinkerbell and Tom would make, dropping tons of crumbs all over.

We’re going to get Tinkerbell a roommate tomorrow for this cruise I wish we could embark on right now! I’m sick of waiting! Still got another 30 days to go, though.

EFO’s got 1 win and 1 loss so far. Tom says he’s expecting a 50% win rate, unlike the 30% non-aggressive betting brought. Some wins will pay a few piddly dollars while others will pay a few hundred. I don’t know if we’ll ever hit a ticket worth thousands, but if we can win enough smaller races to make enough money per day, we won’t have to.