I can’t believe the northeast is going to be in the 70s while we’re down in the 50s! We had an Indian summer, but the winter and the spring have been much colder than our first two here. In January of last year, we were running around in shorts with the windows open and the fans going.

Paula left a message saying she wants to send me something (I guess money to make her some CDs), but she can’t remember the town I’m in. That’s Paula for you; a total retard at times. But hey, she’s from the days when all I could get for friends were the dumb-ass airheads with the intellect and maturity of a 20-year-old. I was tempted not to bother returning her call, but decided that in the morning I’d give her a call since ignoring her wouldn’t exactly be living up to the new and nicer me, would it? I have no problem being as non-forgiving as most people seem to be, but I know it would be mean of me to dump “useless” friends I don’t need. Paula’s not a bad person just because she’s not very bright. Yes, she does tend to call only when she wants something, but I don’t feel used by her since she started sending money to cover the shipping costs.

My stories have stayed on the first page at the rating site and sometimes they’re in the #1 spot.

I was looking at mannequin heads to hold spare wigs (my full-bodied mannequin’s wigs), and wow! They have some really nice, really realistic-looking beheaded divas these days. Don’t know if I’ll actually get any, though.