Christiane has been ignoring me since I asked if she were my “pretty lady” commenter, so fine, I get the message, LOL. I will buzz off.

Again, if Aira wasn’t 300 pounds and Lori wasn’t so damn ugly, would I get so much attention from them? Would I still hear from them as much if they suddenly looked like a couple of German hotties I know? I know I said I shouldn’t take it personally as these things will reach out to anyone, but they say we subconsciously go for what we perceive to be our equals. So in other words I’m fat, ugly and not all there, right?

On the flip side, the uglies tend to be a helluva lot nicer than the hotties, though I don’t know why. I never could figure out the connection there, but that’s just the way it usually is. Hotties = bitches, uglies = sweeties.

Regardless of Lori’s looks and state of mind, she pesters me to join groups she knows I don’t want to join (I’m simply not the group kind of gal), and she posts conversations to my wall that have nothing to do with me, like her and Cindy’s discussion about their weather. Well, she’s in Virginia and Cindy’s in New England. Am I missing something there, LOL? I asked why it was posted on my wall, so we’ll see. I could always hide any unwanted posts, but it’s not hurting anything.

Speaking of my own extra pounds, a few have come off, though it’s probably mostly water at this time. I had an idea to try pushing most of my food out toward the end of my day. I have a set menu that I try to follow during the week. The later into my day it gets, the hungrier I get. So instead of spacing my food out at even 2-hour intervals, I’m trying to start off with 3-hour intervals so I can eat more once I’ve been up 12-14 hours.

Fireworks just scared the shit out of me for a second there. I forgot about those. It’s a good thing I’m up now. It literally sounded like someone was knocking on the wall of the trailer since they’re actually way off in the distance.

I never get headaches. Well, almost never. Yet I have a slight feeling of pressure in my forehead sort of between my eyes. I guess it’s sinus pressure, though my allergies have been stable.

There goes more firecrackers as well as Jesse on the motorcycle. This is the latest I think I’ve heard him leave on that thing. I turned on the sound machines as soon as I heard him, knowing the dogs would go crazy unless his kid or someone else was up there, which I doubt.

Polished my toenails 5 different colors. The big toes are light blue, then candy apple red, black, turquoise and magenta.

I dreamt I was looking forward to meeting my friend Adonis. But the funny thing was that in the dream I was thinking about how he was just up north of me. An indication we may make it to Spain someday? Really wish I’d get more indicators of where we’re moving to and when, but that’s the thing with dream premonitions. You can’t always know you’ve had one till what you dreamt becomes a reality. All I’ve “seen” so far are the colors blue and tan, driveway to the right, an orange tree in back, and the house number having 2 or 3, but probably 3 digits in it.

Since it’s so hard to get online between midnight and 6am, I’m going to make a point of working out and reading during those hours.

sighs Looks like there’s already no service. They’ve been turning us off earlier and earlier each night. I’ll get this posted as soon as I can.