Been playing tag with my GF for a couple of days now due to our schedules clashing, but even though we haven’t chatted “live” we’ve swapped a few messages just to touch base. And she “checks in” too, which lets me know she’s alive and well and puts a smile on my face while she’s at it.

I was off to a slow start when I got up. I usually update my status right away so people can know when I’m awake and what I’m up to, but I was lazy at first.

I got up just after 8:30, went to check for messages, saw she was on, then sent a message. But as soon as I sent it, she went offline. Or so I thought. I forget she has multiple computers which I realize – duh – is why she doesn’t always get overwritten on my stats list. It not only recognizes individual IPs but individual browsers as well. Anyway, I figured she’d gone to bed so I went off to shower and do other things. But then she sent a picture of her cat with a Christmas hat on. It was cute, but I wish she’d send pics of herself! Hopefully, she’s been getting the messages she hasn’t responded to, but I think it’s safe to say she has.

I both hate and like being on nights. On nights our schedules clash, but I don’t have to listen to Jesse’s shit so much either. But now that I’m staying up till the early afternoons, he’s been on my nerves again. I thought I heard something running for a few minutes up there at 9:30, but whatever it was wasn’t as loud and vibrant as what I heard Monday, and it didn’t last as long. It was rainy and windy yesterday, so that’s why it was quieter. It’ll be fairly dry and in the 50s for the rest of the week, so I’m sure he’ll drive me crazy enough then. Gotta keep the sound machines on just to concentrate on my writing. But the good thing is knowing that the next 8 or 9 hours will be nice and quiet. :)

When I saw Maliheh’s forecast I pretty much struck her state from the possibilities list, LOL. Sorry, but I just can’t see myself moving to where it gets down to 16º at night!

Tom said it’d be better to look on Craigslist than rent.com since rent.com does mostly apartments and condos. I should’ve thought of that too, as that’s how we found this place. Still not sure it’s worth moving, especially if we really are buying a place in less than two years, but it doesn’t hurt to keep my eyes open as to what’s out there. I’m not only sick of Jesse, but I’m also sick of being crammed into such bummy old places! Oh, to have a full-size washer/dryer readily hooked up, a dishwasher and an extra bathroom! I miss those things and I hate having to pee when he’s in the shower. And I would really love 3 bedrooms but would settle for 2.

The situation with actor Rip Torn is a reminder of why I rarely read the news. It only pisses me off. He gets 5 minutes of probation for storming a bank drunk armed while I got 6 months in jail and 2 years of probation for a threatening letter I never sent. Why is it that the more serious the crime, the less you pay? If that’s the case I oughta just go up and run Jesse over with his fleet of vehicles and shut him up that way! I’ll only get a slap on the wrist for it, so why not?

I’m working on a few writing projects now, some of which I can share and others which I’m not at liberty to share. Not sure if I’m going to post any more of the ones I can share since I’m still not sure where I’m going with it. Unlike most authors, I let the story lead me more than I lead it. Yes, I start off with some general ideas, but I don’t have the nitty-gritty details all mapped out up front like most writers, and with just under 1000 words, I’d say it hasn’t led me very far yet.

I’m so sick of being hungry just to not lose much weight that only comes right back and have decided to just accept the fact that I was meant to be big just like 99% of those over 30. I know not dieting means I’ll gain a pound a day for life instead of just not losing weight like most people who don’t diet, but I was the one that said I’d like to even out our lifespans after all by not being so damn healthy since women usually live a decade longer than men and I’m almost a decade younger than Tom. Getting humungous will be a much more fun way to ruin my health than returning to smoking would be. And cheaper too, since I don’t exactly have to eat like a pig to do it with my barely functioning metabolism. Oh yes, high blood pressure here I come!

Tom installed blackout corners on my laptop now that they’ve finally got a program for Vista. This way I can listen to music in the dark like I prefer and not have to put that stupid box cover over the screen so it’s not so damn bright.