Andy is really sick at times. Just sick. Sometimes I wonder if something’s wrong with him or if he just has a totally gross, sick and twisted sense of humor. He took a picture of his shit sitting in the toilet and emailed it to me. Now why in the world would he even think for a minute that I want to see his shit? Really, what is wrong with him? And why is it so damn hard to not send me things he knows either gross me out or that I’m just not interested in?

I can’t believe there’s such a thing as Simple Assault. What in the world is “simple” about assault???

It’s nice to have my cousins Sharyn, Michelle and Norma added on Facebook and a part of my life. Sometimes our extended family can be a lot nicer than our immediate family. At least some of them, anyway.

Just like some people are addicted to drugs while others are addicted to porn, I’m definitely addicted to languages. I haven’t yet decided what I want to make language #8 be. So far I range from knowledgeable to fluent in sign language, Spanish, Italian, German, Portuguese and Esperanto. The possible languages I may study include French, Hindi, Urdu, Hawaiian and Russian. I’m not going to decide till we’re back on cable and away from this crappy DSL deal. For the most part, I may end up fluent in a few, but knowledgeable in many.

Tom has an appointment to check out the house we found yesterday that seemed promising, on his way home from work. I’m excited, though trying not to get my hopes up too much. The woman showing it has flown in from South Carolina. Her mother lived there until she died.

I left Paula a message but never heard back from her. Hmm… now I’m starting to wonder if she is in jail. Wish I knew how to get ahold of her son.

I unblocked Tammy’s brood to see if they reach out to me when they see any posts I put on her wall which would now be visible to them depending on how Tammy has her page set up, but if there’s any drama I’m so gone. There’s been nothing yet, though.

My Reading reader returned but only for a second. I still don’t know who it could be, but I still think it’s someone I know.