Tom’s replacing the washer on the cold side of the shower faucet yet again. It’s getting to the point where we’re spending more time fixing things around here than actually living here. :( Old places suck! Old apartment buildings that have been upgraded on the inside are ok since those are harder to hear your neighbors in, but otherwise old places really get old to have to be stuck in!

I worked out, was told I’m funny-mean, played with Nane’s head a bit, then let the rat out to lick the condensation off the slider. Since the main heater’s crapped out again there’s condensation on the doors and windows, something the rat is obsessed with lapping up for some reason.

I called and got to talk to both mom and dad. I thanked them for the IHOP GC and we filled each other in on our lives. Their weather’s nice, business is picking up due to the snowbirds heading south, and Dad said he read an article saying that Florida ranks #4 for the state with the worst drivers.

“What state ranked #1?” I asked him, but he didn’t remember. Probably California, he said, which makes sense. I would think New York and the more populated states would be at the top of the list, though Arizona drivers were pretty shitty too, when I lived there. So many of them crept really slow for fear of getting caught speeding due to how insanely harsh the laws are there.

I told him we hoped things would continue running smoothly here and that time will tell if the Florida dreams will come true.

“They’ll come true,” he said.

LOL, is he psychic, too?

I had a dream last night that we were living in hotels but Tom was still working. LOL, there’d be no other way to live in one anyway. Not sure what to make of that dream. The only other thing I remember about it was that I called to meet with some woman when Tom was at work. I don’t know if she was just a friend or someone I was hot for. I guess I was supposed to walk over to her place, wherever that was, at 10am. I called her a little after 10:00 asking if she still wanted me to come over and she said yes.

I called Jesse yesterday to let him know that the blower seized up again and he said he’ll be down today with the new one he ordered.

The thought of always having to live in trashy old dives makes me sad. But not as sad as it does mad to think that that’s all something up there seems to think we deserve no matter how hard we work. Tom busts his ass at work, I bust my ass here at home, yet we’re destined to live like bums so it seems.

I’m more worried about my tooth right now. The one next to the one that was pulled. It sometimes bothers me but this is the second day in a row that it’s acted up, making me worry that it’s going to become infected like the one that was pulled. If that’s the case I’ll have to deal with it and it won’t cost no $12 this time around. Now the expense is on us and not the county. I’d hate to have it steal our extra money. Like last time, though, I’ll wait till it’s excruciating and waking me up. It still sucks that I’ve always got to have something. My ear’s bothering me again, too. What a coincidence, huh? But hey, I still have “good teeth.”

Nane didn’t appear to be on FB yesterday but she is today, not surprisingly.

The troll spent some quality reading time on Aly’s blog yesterday but skipped mine. I guess hers would be more entertaining since she’s the one who contacted the police.