According to Andy, I didn’t quite get the garage door story right in my last entry. He asked me why my memory is so shot when I write things down, yet he remembers things and he doesn’t write things down. But I didn’t write it down. I was a vague and shitty writer back in the late 80s. I was just going by my rapidly declining memory. It used to be that I’d remember a new sign or Spanish word the first time I saw/heard it. But now it takes me a few times around to remember new Italian, Portuguese or German words. Argh! It took two shots to remember that snail in Italian is lumaca. Well, la lumaca, since they put the word “the” in front of everything.

Anyway, he told me what really happened and it’s still pretty funny to me, even though I do feel sorry for the patient and how they’d freak out over the sound of the garage door opening and closing. I can’t imagine how someone like that could survive the car stereos once they hit the scene. And thank God they don’t live in the West where there are tons of barking dogs just about everywhere you go. That is unless there are only certain sounds that drive them crazy, like with me. I don’t mind the frogs croaking up a storm in the rainy season like they do. They’re just as loud as the dogs, yet the dogs drive me absolutely crazy. They’re already back to going off in the mornings (at least I know Jesse’s working), but I’m not surprised. They started barking earlier last fall and stopped later last spring, so why not start earlier this fall, too? Then by next summer, we won’t get any peace at all, not even when it’s 100º.

The Beanie Baby’s up to 28 views, but still no bids. We figure that if it’s going to sell, someone will swoop in at the last minute and grab it.

I wonder how Marie’s been doing. I know she’s busy working tons of OT and gearing up for the move to New Hampshire. And perhaps she is still bedazzled by that girl she met online, but either way, she’s been in my thoughts. I really did love her, I was attracted to her, and probably always will be. With all we’ve been through it’s hard not to care about her, and hey, I am attracted to tall, dark ladies, particularly Italians, LOL.

I guess he wouldn’t mind my saying this, but Andy had a time when he looked Hispanic and he liked it, too. I wouldn’t mind looking Italian or Asian. I love straight dark brown or black hair and really dark eyes. The Asians don’t get fat very easily either.

Back to Marie. I had a wet dream last night that kind of dried up fast, LOL. I don’t know where we were but we’d just gotten it on and I was standing in the kitchen trying to cook us something when she kept grabbing me from behind and pulling me back against her. She wanted another round between the sheets, but I was hungry. For food, that is. Then we got in a fight and I called my dad, of all people, to come and pick me up, LOL, cuz she wouldn’t drive me home.

Lots of work at the job site tonight, so off I go!