After 3 months of waiting, we finally got that ecard from Netwinner. Tom was really close to having to call into work because he couldn’t buy more gas. It really is humiliating to be going through such struggles this late in life. Some things just never change! As it is, we may have to break up our storage payments this month, but Tom says they’re nice people and that he doubts they’ll have a problem with him paying half of it tomorrow and the other half next week. I hope he’s right so we don’t have to pawn anything!

I still can’t believe I ran into that corrupt, lying little pig in cyberspace before we moved! I was curious and went to look up that real estate site, but was unable to find it, to my surprise. It made me wonder if perhaps Tom was right when he said something about pigs not being allowed to publicize their pictures with non-police-related things. But I know that smug little face. It was him. Unless he’s got a twin with the same name or a cousin that sure looks like a twin, it was him.

Would God actually allow me to do that? To tear down whatever he may’ve had going on the side, and actually screw over a perp for once? Wow, what a change that would be if that’s truly the case because if it is, that’d have to hurt! If he was into real estate to make money on the side (unless the corrupto was kicked off the force altogether), and he had to bail out in case of another showdown with me that may’ve exposed him, then he’s got to be unbelievably pissed. I hope he is too, so he can know what that fury’s like, though nothing I could ever inconvenience him with could ever compare to the rage I felt thanks to him, the whacked blacks, the manic Hispanics, the public defender and the judge.

I still can’t believe all the media attention the case got, and all for a letter. It’s amazing the huge mountains people can make out of such tiny little molehills, and it’s amazing how something so stupid and trivial can get the kind of attention celebrities and murderers get.

Tom’s over his cold now, and although I never really did feel sick, I did get a sore, scratchy throat and a cough. What is it with my immunity spells lately anyway? Is it just because we’ve had to be in the same room so much of the time?

For about two weeks now, we’ve had no one in the inside room, but we had a quiet one-nighter in the end room a couple of nights ago, then someone checked in a few hours ago over there. They’ve been doing what most people do best so far, coming and going too often, blasting the TV, etc. At least it’s just one person, from what we can tell.

I’ve really come to like Michelle, who works days in the office. She’s huger than hell and very plain-faced, but she sure has pretty long red hair. It’s just below her waist and mine is now to the middle of my ass when it’s not pulled straight. Michelle may not be the prettiest thing, but she sure is nice. I ran down and gave her Netwinner’s address and my email address yesterday before Kissum, the bus stop housekeeper who talks non-stop, came to do the room.

I see Satish around here every now and then, too. Also, I met this guy in the elevator who mentioned his friend Carol having a house for rent in Folsom. Well, it must be as quiet as Satish’s place cuz I haven’t heard from her, even though I gave him my email address to pass along to her.

Anyway, I was wrong in assuming Michelle likes me unless she’s been really busy. She never registered with Netwinner, nor has she emailed me. So unless she’s been busy, wouldn’t you register and even email the person if you liked them? Could be a case of not wanting to mix business with pleasure. Or maybe she had trouble registering, but if she did, shouldn’t she have emailed me to say so? I don’t know, maybe she’s just waiting till she sees me again to tell me what happened, but she definitely doesn’t have a thing for me. When you like someone, you’ll use any excuse you can to make contact with them, whether or not you’re taken or they’re taken, and you’ll take advantage of any means available to you, too. Just like I used to tell Tom regarding sex; if he really wanted it, he’d have gotten it.

I got a letter from Mary. They moved her to a smaller dorm that has more beds, there are fights every day, she has no idea what’s going on with her case, and has been very stressed out. Her shit of a mother is trying to convince her to let Derek teach her to drive, but as she’s finally starting to see, reuniting with those who have abused her is definitely not a good idea. With the way her mother and Derek have abused her, I don’t see how they could possibly make suitable “parents” for her son Murphy. Then again, we don’t always treat everybody the same. Let’s hope that’s the case for Murphy’s sake.