I’ve noticed a couple of odd coincidences lately. One is baffling and the other is a bit disturbing. The one I don’t get is why I’ve not only had so many dreams lately pertaining to Florida, but so many books and movies I’ve read and seen lately seem to take place there as well. It’s a weird coincidence that makes a person like me who doesn’t believe in coincidences do some wondering. Is something trying to tell me something? If it is, then it’s something I don’t know or can’t see because there’s no way we could move to Florida anytime in the foreseeable near future. Tom’s job is going too well to just throw away, but at the same time, we don’t have enough saved that would make me comfortable enough to make a long-distance move. Maybe when he retires. Right now I don’t want to do anything that could upset the good trend we’ve been on since last fall all in the name of being in a warmer climate.

It was cool yesterday and will be semi-cool today, but then it’s back up into the 80s.

From the smell of things outside last night, I’d say a very pissed-off skunk has once again visited Whiskey up the hill and has given him another nasty shot in the face - HA HA HA HA!!! AFTER he was just given a bath. Thank God for hot fudge incense. :) I’m beginning to wonder if this skunk may make a game of it, and every time it gets pissed off it’ll go take it out on Whiskey. Or maybe it’ll pick on Brandy. LMFAO! What more could a skunk ask for as far as target practice goes than a couple of tied-up dogs? ROTFL!

As for the coincidence that’s starting to concern me a bit, saying that I’m a jinx to every site I join (or return to) is no joke. I really, literally do seem to jinx them all! Or is someone fucking with me? I doubt that much because others have the same problem after I “jinx” a site. No site may be perfect all the time, but MO was just fine when I returned to it a few days ago and now it’s sluggish as hell. It’s also ironic that while it may not be perfect, Thoughts has sped back up a bit now that I’ve left there.

MyOpera’s internal hit counter is definitely not a unique hit counter, definitely not tracking me, and definitely not tracking outsiders based on the tests I’ve done. Still, I’m getting a surprising amount of views over there. I wonder how many of them are spambots. There’s no way to know, though, if it’s 20 members that viewed my blog today, for example, or 2 members that each viewed it 10 times.

I’m not surprised Andy and I have already gotten some rather strange and even rude “questions” on Ask since the site is full of kids, but a couple of them make me wonder if Molly could be behind them. I asked Alison what she thinks and if she’s heard from her at all lately or has noticed any new activity on any of her accounts. I’ll admit the “are you a lesbian” and my account belonging to a “fat old woman” and the “who r u” seem a bit out of character for her. But Andy’s questions, “how are you” and “why are you so mean,” along with the “will you be my friend” and “why are you a nosy bitch” that I got, could be her. We know she’s delusional enough to think I’m “nosing” into her business, and it just doesn’t seem like a question a stranger would ask. No “pretty lady” comments in a few days either.

I deactivated my Twitter account cuz I got sick of the promoted shit being forced on me. It’s like having my timeline spammed and it was escalating in frequency, too. I also find it a waste of time and just wasn’t using it very much.

Speaking of Twitter, well, Alison started a secret blog that she’s only sharing with me and a few others. She suspects that Kim not only really doesn’t have the job she claims she has, but that she created an account on Twitter as a celebrity named Ted Wass, whoever the hell that is and is being dishonest about it. Whoever it really is keeps it private and won’t accept Aly or Dustin. They also keep changing the name and write very similar to Kim. Kim has also deleted several accounts that Aly voiced suspicion about before.

She has a point about Kim’s writing, which is always full of typos, something I don’t get with all the handy spell checkers out there. She may be a nice girl otherwise, but I not only agree that she’s almost certainly not working, but I’ve noticed that she seems to be highly obsessed with celebrities in a way most people her age have long since outgrown. Not obsessed to the point that she’s dangerous and would stalk or harm them but obsessed nonetheless. Even kids don’t seem to be so hung up on celebrities to the degree that she is. We also know that she isn’t very bright, so she’s not smart enough not to be obvious enough not to cast suspicion on herself.

If I’ve got my facts straight, all celebrity accounts on Twitter must be verified as “official.” Maybe Aly should consider reporting these accounts she believes are fraudulent. What celebrity would want a private account anyway? That’s no way to gain publicity.

Based on what Aly said, it probably is Kim. Aly’s not only a perceptive and intuitive individual, but anyone can tell by the way she writes and some of the things she says that while she may not be the sicko Molly is, she’s not quite right in the head either. The poor girl is 250 pounds or more and has probably never had a BF or even been laid in all her 32 years. Between that and the reasons she’s on disability along with 2 out of 3 of her other siblings, I can kind of see why she might resort to a life of fantasy and roleplaying.

I feel bad for Alison. She feels fat, ugly, and worthless and like no one cares. I can relate to some of these feelings at times, especially feeling fat, ugly and worthless. But unlike her, I haven’t had health problems in years other than annoying dental and allergy stuff. She mentioned a “new” medical problem but didn’t elaborate. I just hate to see such a kind person feeling so miserable physically or mentally. I hope she will be happier and healthier soon enough. She’s been down so long, but as she admits, she has a helluva great BF and is doing better financially so it ain’t all bad for her. I reminded her that I’m there for her if she needs to chat. I don’t meet too many honest people out there with a brain. She’s a refreshing fresh breath of air from the many illiterate idiots and trolls out there or people that are just plain boring. We also have a lot in common and she has always seemed to be a very open and accepting person. Not many people care enough (especially those we haven’t met in person) to tell a person that her place is always open to them should they ever need a place to go. That’s very kind and generous of her and ours is always open to her, too.

Jesse’s nephew did the weeding so that much should be done for the year since we’re entering the dry season. He came down at 11:00. I crashed after being up 18 hours and only slept 6 so I’m a bit tired today. I also have PMS fatigue and hunger fatigue. Every other day I’m still trying not to eat much unless I either can’t stand the hunger or get dizzy. I just have yogurt and a piece of fruit every few hours to keep my body from going into starvation mode and making the problem worse.

Nane said hello yesterday and it’s always good to hear from her, of course. The poor woman’s been sick. She said she didn’t know the word for it in English so I had to look it up because I didn’t recognize the German word for circulatory problems. I guess they went from cold to warm there in Munich so fast that it threw her off. She had dizzy spells on top of being as busy as she usually is. I teased her about helping to raise her low blood pressure if she needs a helping hand with that. I’d be happy to do it too, and no doubt good at it.;)

I had one of those dreams that always alarms someone like me who has dream premonitions, but because the dream didn’t make sense overall, I’d say we’re ok. But as anyone who knows me knows, anything to do with money, especially when it’s in a negative way, always worries me after what we’ve been through. We’re doing great right now, but I’m not stupid either. I know that if we can struggle as late in life as we have, then we probably will on and off throughout the rest of life. I mean, sooner or later it’s back in the poorhouse we go, right? Anyway, I really don’t remember the dream. Not in detail anyway. All I know is that my father was somehow involved and there was something about each check getting smaller and smaller until there was no money at all. Hmm… could he just be reminding me that I’m not going to receive a substantial inheritance? I already figured as much for that would go against God’s wonderful so-called “plan” for us to spend most of our lives struggling, wouldn’t it?