I’ve had a busy night between entering sweeps, being hit on at MySpace by a surprisingly feminine 19-year-old named Kylie who says she’s into older women, plus the other things I usually do around here.

I swapped messages with Donna, but only once as she was pissed at her daughter’s father and not in a great mood.

Today I’m as mysteriously not hungry as I was mysteriously hungry a few days ago. Where I couldn’t stop eating that day, I’ve hardly eaten a thing today and may be breaking another record soon of 131 pounds. I haven’t been that low in like two years!

I was all set to run for 30 minutes but had to stop after just 18 because my knees were irritated. Tom said I advanced from 20 minutes to 30 too fast. Yeah, I probably did.

Running when it’s hot isn’t always so fun either, but it’s nice to be able to complain about the heat again instead of cold, snow and ice.

We both checked out my dad’s case back in 1989 and agree that it seems he got screwed over by some insurance company as it was for an outstanding medical bill. Well, they were pretty loaded at the time from what I heard, so that’s why it was probably an insurance company that jerked him around.

That people-info site is just so cool, and being curious as a rodent (yes, knowledge is fun! LOL), I ran my old music teacher’s name from high school. He was my favorite teacher of all time and one of the very, very few guys I was ever attracted to, but another student won his heart instead. That’s okay. I was more than compensated for that one about 13 years and 3000 miles later. Besides, my desire for kids didn’t last very long.

Meanwhile, I don’t know if the email addy I found on him is current, but I did send a quick hello. I even gave him my diary link.

Although I haven’t been as stressed the last couple of days, I still have to wonder how many more weeks till Tom can get a job. How many more months till I can see a dentist? And how many more fucking years will we struggle? Argh! Life is frustrating at times.

We both agree that kissing up to the queen by sending a quick note saying hi as if nothing ever happened wouldn’t be a good thing. Not only would she be just as stingy dead as she is alive by not leaving us any money, but some people’s deeds really are unforgivable. Period.