Here we go with the engine-gunning. Yeah, he gave it to me yesterday, as I figured he would. The question is, is he going to sic it on me in spurts for the next two hours, or will it be a one-time thing like yesterday? I don’t think I want to find out, and once is annoying enough, so I’ll throw the tunes on.

I just used up the last of my iTunes credit. I want to eventually buy any songs I have that are of poor quality that are available on iTunes.

I called Paula yesterday from the landline, got her machine and told her to send me a letter as to why she can’t get online and hopefully I could send her back some helpful advice, then she called back, unsure of who the number belonged to. But then when she was in the middle of begging for a CD, we got cut off. So I’m sending her a letter explaining that the cell doesn’t work well here cuz of the metal trim on the trailer, and the landline is either full of static or disconnecting calls, so she’ll either have to get online or send letters. I’m sick of her stupidity and calling only when she wants something! So if the phone rings today, I’m not answering it.

Later…

The engine-gunner just left on the motorcycle. Ah, but let me guess… it’ll be right back in just a matter of minutes!

Other than his racket, it’s a gorgeous day out there. A little chilly at night, but today we’ve got a beautiful cross-breeze going throughout the place. We shouldn’t need the cooler at all today so long as I don’t use the oven while it’s light.

I want to work on my story but am not sure where to go with it next. I’ve got the rest of it all mapped out in my mind, I’m just not sure of the best way to go about it.

Later…

It turned out to be warm enough to need the cooler today after all. Tomorrow it’s to be in the 80s!

I put about 15 dolls away that aren’t my favorites to make dusting easier on me. So now I only have about 80 of the damn dust collectors set up that I kind of wish I never began collecting in the first place!

Candy was getting to be a fun rat. Not like Tinkerbell, of course, or even Blondie or Little Buddy, but fun enough. However, I now can’t let him out anymore the same as Brownie, but for different reasons. He chews like no other rat we’ve ever had before! It’s insane. He chewed the cord to the portable heater, but hopefully Tom can fix it. Both these rats suck after all. One’s terrified and won’t usually go home on his own after being let out, and the other is destructive. I’ve been so totally cursed in the rat department since losing Tink. I want my Tink back!