Not much to say today other than that A Rainbow in Munich is now done, yay! The 40,000-word story is now being edited and I should be able to begin posting a chapter at a time with my regular journal entries in about a month or so.

I had a dream that had something to do with me thinking about the many thousands of dollars that we were expecting and how we planned to use some of the money. I don’t know if I won this money or not. I’ll just say that if I don’t get any win notices next week I’m going to be getting worried! I win something every few days, so that wouldn’t be like me at all.

I was stunned to learn that Donna, the evil housemother of the long-gone VH, is only 57 years old today! And alive and doing quite well from the looks of the family taxi-turned-limo service she’s president of. Figures God would bless a mean evil witch like that. God is just as cruel, twisted and as unfair as the people He “supposedly” created. I guess it makes sense, though, to create beings much like ourselves, huh?

Anyway, I’m just flabbergasted to learn she’s this young. That would put her at just 28 when I had the great misfortune of meeting the bitch. I know adults tend to seem older to kids, but still. The way she acted, dressed, talked and the type of music she listened to all suggested she was older than 28. I really thought she was in her late 40s to early 50s! She had long scraggly dark hair during my first of two years there which looked kind of witchy. Then she hacked it off and that made her look even older despite losing the witchy look the longer hair had given her.

I passed the info on to Becky in case she’d ever like to call her and have a word with her. After all, the bitch can’t exactly throw her on restriction now, can she? I told her that if she does call, tell her Jodi with the broken arm whom she never gave a damn about, gave her the number. :)