Last night I dreamt that I’d just stepped out of the shower. The mirror was all foggy, as usual. A moment later I stood there in stunned silence as words began to slowly form in the mirror.

“I love you, Jodi Lin,” they said.

I knew in an instant it was a message from Duewi that she’d somehow found a way to magically send because no one else combines my first and middle name. My dad sometimes will say, “Jodi Lin! How ya doin’? When he calls me, but that’s about it. So that was last night’s creepy-cool dream.

She was laughing her ass off at something I said yesterday. When she was telling me about all the different positions she likes, I said something like, “Wow, global positioning couldn’t compare to all those positions!”

Just like a guy trying to turn on a girl can be rather amusing at times with the things he does to try to impress her, I had to smile when she told me she started lifting weights again so she could be in good shape when she visits. Aw, how sweet and how cute, huh? I’m sure I’ll adore her either way. I’m more of a face person than a body person. Nice bodies are nice, but I’ve been attracted to a few heavies in my life, so it’s not the most important thing as opposed to the face and personality.

She also assures me that it’d be ok if we didn’t end up doing anything when she visited. She wants to see ME, the person she’s come to love.

In other news, the Bookmania’s shutting down in a week or so. I guess the owner bit off more than he could chew when he started it and he just can’t keep up on things. At least it wasn’t a complete waste. I met my top two cyber pals there.

The pest was a pest yesterday afternoon, not surprisingly. He came down with his boy right as I was getting ready to crash. Fortunately, he was gone by the time I actually did crash. I just wish we could have more than just a month or two in our lives without Jesse Toste! It’s supposed to be Tom and me here. Not Tom, myself and Jesse.

I see what Tom means when he says he thinks Jesse’s mean to the dogs. Obviously, it’s mean to keep them outside all the time and to keep letting them run loose after one of his dogs just got run over, but Brandy, who knows us both, did the same thing she did the last time. She shied away from us at first. Then when she saw we weren’t going to hit her, she was all over us. Friendly or not, you could tell she’s quite attention-starved. She was like, yay, someone’s going to pay attention to me without smacking me!

Even he himself said that if I’m too nice to her she’d be down here all the time since she’s so friendly.

Yeah, because he’s not! He’s either not around or just not nice.

Anyway, I’m still not sure which is worse; Jesse taking off and leaving us with the barking, or him sticking around and coming down here to disrupt either my peace or my sleep.