I’m now up to 1387 points on Kiwibox. I’ve made the top 10 every day but one since I started playing their slots game. If it weren’t for the game I’d barely have over 300 points. I’m going to have Tom write a program to play the game once we get our new computers. My slotbot, I’ll call it, and the cool thing will be that I won’t need to be sitting there watching for security codes. It takes more time than you think, like two hours, which cuts into my writing time. It’ll be great to run while I’m doing other things like showering, cleaning, etc.

I’m up to 10 friends of various ages and walks of life, but no one’s over 26 from what I can tell, and the youngest is 14. I even have a subscriber to my journal already! I’ve been picking things out from my autobiography to add to my regular entries, and my sorry childhood and family really touched this young girl from what she said in the comment she left. She said her family sounds the same, that she was the black sheep in her family too, and because of that, she’s subscribing to my journal. Well, I don’t know why, but I like the idea of people reading my writing. I guess I’m proud of it so I like to share it and let it be known, even if they hate it. I’m just careful of what I say. No last names, no addresses, nothing personal enough to lead anyone to us, although like I told Mr. Paranoid here, even if I said I lived in the woods outside Sacramento, do you know how many people live in the woods outside Sacramento? Plenty!

I’ve also gotten a scattering of notes – my profile seems interesting, what’s my favorite pet, favorite color…

The wins really do come in spurts! I was emailed about a $100 shopping spree at Karmaloop, a high-end clothing store geared toward young folks. Cool! I’ve picked out a hot pink dress and some undies with what’ll be leftover.

The sucky news is that there are to be some uncool changes at work, Tom told me. They’re not going to drop his pay, but they are going to be laying people off in a month or two, and they’re throwing him back on days next Monday. The only difference is that he won’t be going in really early. He’ll be working 10 AM – 6:30 PM. He said, though, that if he’s there come August, I’ll not only be able to be insured, but they’ll give him a week’s vacation. He’d still rather get a job here in Auburn. Especially since he hates it there and is sick of having to spend so much every week on gas. But it’s like something’s trying to hold him back. First his birth certificate got stolen, then he can’t find his passport. It’s like all he’s allowed to have is an Arizona license with an Oregon address!

I’ve decided to stop spending any extra money until he’s made the transition into a new job, something which is always a bit nerve-wracking. At least for me, it is. We already almost lost everything and were homeless twice, so until and if we ever own a place outright, I’m always going to worry about that possibility because as I’ve learned, it doesn’t only happen to other people. He assures me that we’re not even close to losing this place and that we’ll be ok. There are enough jobs available, plus what’s in the savings. We better, because if we couldn’t afford this place, we couldn’t afford motels!