Duewi, who doesn’t mind my referring to her as Duewi, after all, didn’t read my email first, so she didn’t realize I wouldn’t be available to chat until she did get around to reading it. I sent her an additional message too, right after she sent hers saying sorry for all the messages, she was just now getting to mine. Yeah, we’ll check your email first from now on, you dufus!

As I told her, I love her, I love chatting with her, but I hate the chat feature so much I need a break at times! Chatting is too much like being on the phone, and I’ve hated phones as much as I used to love them ever since quitting smoking. But that’s not the only issue, of course. I’m sorry I don’t always have as much free time as she’d like, but Miss Unemployment here really does have a life and other things to do, LOL! I really do like to work online and to do my hobbies as well. Besides, not chatting every day keeps it sort of special when you give it a break for a while, though chatting tomorrow should be okay. Emails, on the other hand, are different because I can check them at my own convenience. I just worry she takes it personally when I’m not always around to chat, but I can’t control how she’s going to feel. I try to be blunt and honest and not just “drop hints.” As we both agree, words were created to be used. So it’s not her, it’s me, and I don’t love her any less, spoken for or not, busy or not.

I guess she won’t be home most of the day anyway.

In her own entry, I didn’t learn anything new about her since I already knew she was the whore she has no problem admitting she was, LOL, but I’m sorry she feels so alone and like no one gives a shit. Someone in Cali gives a shit. She may be spoken for and out of reach, but her Caligirl cares!

If she met someone, I would be a bit jealous. But when I set aside my selfish side, I would be so happy for her. For her sake, since we can’t be together, I hope she finds her Miss Perfectly Right! But the poor girl feels like karma’s biting her in the ass now for squandering the ideal relationship she once had when she was younger and not ready to settle down. She deserves to be loved the same as anyone else so I do hope she finds that special and available person. A teacher asked her out, but she wasn’t interested. She doesn’t want to settle either, and I don’t blame her.

She’s in for a surprise in the mail by the end of the week! I sent her some incense.

All that dieting and hunger I went through yesterday rewarded me with an additional half a pound, so I saw when I got up. At that point I said, fuck it. Just fuck it. I’m taking today off.

Do these rats have bottomless stomachs, I wonder? It seems all they want to do is eat when they’re not sleeping. I gave them bread when I got up and they scarfed it down and begged for more. I shared some of my coffee yogurt with them, and then they were at it again, begging for whatever else they could get from me. So I gave them the carrots from my TV dinner, and they still wanted more. They’ve both turned into such pigs! I think I’ll go fry up a batch of French fries (that ought to turn ‘em on!) and give them some fruit and cheese as well. Rats really will eat anything! Even a can of Bud would be a thrill to them!

After I finally get done re-writing and editing my bio (I still have 200 pages to go) I may update it. Initially, I didn’t think I would until we left here, whenever that may be, but since so much happened last year, I may go ahead and update it. It’s funny; so much happened, but nothing happened.

The hard part about the bio is covering the things that are currently still going on like living at this place. Since I don’t know how much longer we’ll be here, it’s hard to give that part of the story an “ending,” so I will have to end it in the next section, or whatever section it’s officially ended at.