I want to be home in the secluded comfort of these woods, even if they’re not always so peaceful, thanks to Jesse. I also want to be on some deserted tropical island, and back down in the desert (just not Arizona), in Europe visiting my cyber friends that live there, and where my Maliheh is.

I want to stop being in pain so often, too. Still can’t tell if it’s my ear or my teeth or both, but I’d say it’s more than likely my teeth. I woke up in pain in the middle of the night, then I had some pain when I got up for good. We can’t do anything about it, though, till mid-January. We have a lot of extra expenses coming up between now and then like car insurance, propane, etc.

But why don’t bad things happen to bad people, just like Alison asked? Other than a few online pranks, I’ve been rather well-behaved for years. If anything, Maliheh’s the one that’s inspired me not to even pull those occasional pranks. So since I don’t go around robbing banks, killing people, torching buildings and beating people up, why am I being made to suffer like this??? My worst “crime” is wishing a few people didn’t exist. But don’t we all have a few people we wish didn’t exist? If someone can tell me what it is I’m missing and why I deserve this shit, do let me know.

We no longer fear they’re going to lay him off anytime soon. The question is whether or not they’re going to hire him and when. I’m going to be really damn pissed if we do end up paying for my teeth to be dealt with just to turn around and be insured right afterward.

Tom came into the room and gave me a candy cane which they gave him at work when I was chatting with Maliheh last night. I had nearly finished it all when the rat jumped up and grabbed what was left of it right out of my mouth. It was pretty funny, LOL.

Maliheh and I chatted live on Yahoo like Marie and I used to do only with her, it’s more fun. She’s still not getting all my messages, and then she herself had trouble signing into Yahoo’s chat thing. Eventually, she figured it out, and she told me her garage door wouldn’t close so she had to call someone out. But then after she came back from going on her walk, the thing still wouldn’t work, so she had to call them back out. I guess this is what she means when she says everything electronic hates her lately. At least she’s lucky enough to have a garage. I wish we did but out here it doesn’t matter as much. Not just because it’s secluded here, but because we don’t get a lot of snow or as hot as the desert.

Maliheh said I have a great sense of humor and loved it when I said North Queerolina, LOL.

I was also surprised to learn she’s reading the bio parts I’ve been posting. I didn’t think she’d be interested in the past.

I kind of hope Tom will come home with some goodies today, too. I guess they’re to be doing something special for lunch because they told everyone yesterday not to bring any lunch today.

There seems to be a dead zone of sorts in my stats. For about 5 hours a day in the afternoons, nothing’s being recorded. Yet I know people are coming in because I’m getting hit with friend requests at those times that no matter how many goddamn times I say on my ‘about’ page or anywhere else that I won’t accept them, they still hit me with anyway. I can also tell something’s wrong just by the fact that I can see 2 or 3 days’ worth of hits at once on my list. I usually get enough traffic that people are pushed off the list by the end of the day that made it onto it at the beginning of the day.

Later…

I am so sick of being in pain and so sick of Jesse’s shit! He really spoils the daytime on a regular basis lately. Engine gunning, chainsaws, hammering… he’s driving me fucking crazy!!! I swear we’re back in apartments all over again! Or at least with a neighbor just an arm’s length away. When is this shit going to end??? And when it does, what will he sic next on me??? I want OUT of here!!!