We’re now thinking that instead of a long trip to Hawaii, we may do a shorter luxury cruise from San Francisco to Mexico. Maybe even see cousin Michelle along the way since we certainly can’t see Nane, LOL. We just don’t know if we’ll go before or after the move. I’m leaning towards before. Even if a break-in is next to nil in a gated 55+ park, if we go from here only Jesse knows we’re gone instead of half a dozen people (excluding anyone I mention it to online, of course). Also, I’d get a week or two off from the Jes pest’s racket as opposed to in the 55+ park where it’s supposedly quieter. Lastly, we’ve already had enough delays, so what’s a few more, right? Like the new set of luggage we’ll need before the trip, plus I need new glasses.

I had a dream Nane told me she’s really been living in the US all along. That’d be nice so long as she wasn’t all the way in NY.

They’re gonna shut us down for a few hours anytime now so I’ll post this later. Even though God just had to make sure Jesse had a motorcycle to make up for the 200-foot distance (I’ve already heard it twice in the 4 hours I’ve been awake), I’m so happy that things are still going well for us. I love the little things we do for fun and am cherishing the hell out of these good times while they last, for sooner or later what we have built up for us will be torn down, won’t it?

No! We have risen above His hate and His evil and this is where we’ll stay! Life doesn’t have to be perfect for us, but I’ll be damned if we’ll suffer to the degree that we have in the past.

I went to do my front flies and then I saw it! In the lower-left corner of the mirror, The Girl in the Mirror didn’t have such profound hate handles! It’s amazing what 5 lousy pounds can do when you’re this short. Bending over and scrubbing my feet in the shower is easier but I still have a long way to go. Getting down on the floor to do ab crunches should be as effortless as sitting in a chair, but I’m not quite there yet.

Green eyeshadow definitely looks best on me cuz my eyes are green. Purple’s runner-up. I don’t like pinks because it looks like I’ve been crying, and dark browns, blues and purples make me look like I’ve been punched.

It’s nice that Irene is back, though I don’t know why the new account and new name. I suppose she sent Nane an add request too, though Nane has yet to be around this week. Lately, she’s not on till Thursday.

Jackie doesn’t appear to have read my Facebook message. Let me guess… she never got it, right? But why has Christine appeared to have read the last two messages I sent her without replying? It’s not like her to just ignore me like that if she really has read them.

Renate has become the new Lori only she’s saner, better looking, and without the constant religious and political talk. But she pesters me much in the same way with tons of messages and comments. But she did say she doubts she’ll always be on Facebook, so maybe she’ll get sick of it soon enough and deactivate since she prefers to meet with people in person. Until then she’s still nice. I just feel bad that I still can’t find a fucking postcard in this damn town!