A part of me regrets dumping the rats. Maybe bad rats really are better than no rats. We’ll be on the hunt again for rats this weekend, and this time I’ll try to get males. They may not be as smart, but they sure do tend to be nicer!

The weather’s been nice and it’s still quiet almost all the time. It’s so nice to be surrounded by nothing but nature and to look out at a rocky hillside in front and nothing but trees in back. Been working on my book since I get to do it in such a peaceful setting that’s only disrupted by an occasional bark. One of the fun things about writing is that I get to do what I can’t do in reality. I can’t bring Tinkerbell back for real, but I can bring her back to life in my stories.

I finally won something good – Glamorazzi perfume. It’s kind of expensive with a value of $35 even though it’s only 1.7 oz.

The more I think about it, the more I agree with Tom; Jesse’s not going to screw us over. But not for the reasons he believes he won’t. See, I wasn’t kidding when I said something up there loves to protect our perps. Yet for the first time ever, we’re the ones with the leverage here. Do you know how easy it’d be to burn this place down? Therefore, I doubt God (or whatever) would let him screw us when it’d be so easy to fight back.

It seems unlikely that Jesse forgot to finish the roof like he forgot to get a screen for the slider. We don’t care if he remembers either one of them to tell you the truth.

Tom’s going to pay the rent right on the 1st, even though it’s a Sunday. He doesn’t want them to get in the habit of expecting the rent to be paid early.