Yesterday I listed 20 random facts about myself. One of them included my thoughts and opinions on the many corrupt law enforcement officials out there. I should add, however, that I have known a few good cops. Yes, there really are a few out there who don’t think donning a uniform and a badge makes them God. There are also some in which to them the job is about justice and not how many people they can “get.” I even knew one once (I lived next door to him) that told me, “I could waste my time putting just as much effort into going after someone with a joint or for something minor as I do with someone that might have raped, killed or molested some poor kid, but I don’t. Big guys are always my number one priority.”

Now that was a cop who protected and served. I’ll bet he’s still doing just that, too. I at least hope so anyway, and yes, I’m talking about Kim’s ex, Mark.

No one came to question, arrest or harass me in any way and if they did I slept right through it. I first fell asleep at around 4am, and then woke up a few hours later right as Tom was leaving for work, with a gassy belly. I took a Rolaids, laid back down and was fine. Only I couldn’t fall back asleep right away. I turned off the stereo’s white noise and switched to the portable sound machine turned down low. I could hear chirping birds and Jesse’s truck over it just fine. This was when I told myself, “You can’t keep living like this every time you’re on nights during times he has a job! You’re letting this bitch get to you all over again. Meanwhile, she’s going about what’s no doubt a stress-free life as usual and things are no doubt going well for her. Don’t let her win!”

Determined not to alter my life in any way on account of her, I turned the stereo back on, fell asleep about an hour later, and slept like a baby till almost 4pm. Well, make that “slept like a log” since babies only sleep a few hours here and a few hours there.

Tomorrow my body pillow should arrive. That and my court summons. I still can’t imagine what the charges could possibly be since I haven’t broken any laws. Whatever it is will have to be completely falsified and made up.

I wonder if the pigs have contacted Jesse, not that he’d necessarily tell us about it if they had.

I miss being able to track my blog visitors but I also like not seeing the troll. I mean I still know she’s reading it almost every day, but I like not being reminded of her existence until she tries to force it on me again on Formspring and by tweeting to me from her latest account.

When I was emailed more pornographic pictures from Andy I thought to myself, “Wow, this guy must be pissed at me for some reason.” Why else would someone send me something they know I’m not interested in? To each, their own, but porn simply doesn’t do anything for me. It doesn’t excite me, it doesn’t make me laugh, it doesn’t do anything at all. If anything most of it is cheap and trashy. So if one knows this, then why would they want to send it anyway? To annoy me? To get negative attention? To push me away? I don’t care what he does on Formspring; it’s his account after all. But any more emails I receive with picture attachments will be ignored.

When Nane asked that I stop sharing any sexual fantasies I have about her I was quick to oblige. She wasn’t asking much of me and as a friend and I didn’t want to annoy or offend someone I cared about. Or come off as perverted. I know Andy’s no pervert, but excessive porn or sexual talk can make one appear that way after a while and not complying with simple requests makes one come off as a less than a true friend.

These days, however, I no longer care about Nane. I’m not going to spite her in the end, but I am going to eventually cut her off my friend list. I simply cannot care about those who obviously don’t care about me. I’m tired of part-time friends who tell me all these seemingly believable stories as to why they haven’t been in touch. After a while, you pull back and realize it’s one thing after another after another. Hey, we all have one thing after another going on with us, but I don’t go 6 weeks or more without at least dropping a quick hello on those I consider friends. I’m just not sure when I should drop her. This month? The next? Or maybe the next? And do I drop her family with her? Irene? I’m not sure I like the idea of dropping Irene.