Trying to wipe down the rats’ cage with them inside isn’t very easy when they try to chase and grab the rag, LOL. They think everything is a game.

In last night’s dream, Tom and I were hiding out somewhere. He was in big trouble, though I don’t know what it was he supposedly did, since he’s not exactly the criminal type, LOL. Still, the cops wanted him and so we had to think of a way to deceive the bastards. Tom came up with a way to make an exact replica of himself to throw by the freeway. That way the pigs would think he got hit by traffic and quit looking for him. But the timing had to be perfect and all the while I was worried about his “other self” stinking up the place as he decomposed. It was one weird-ass crazy dream!

The house-hunting thing is still the same old waiting game that never ends. Everything is either too much, too far, or too something. I know we’ll be here for a long time to come, but I’ve pretty much accepted that. It’s all I really can do. I’m trying to unpack some things and make this place as comfortable as possible, but when you don’t have the space to work, it’s a real challenge.

They say it’s to be just 66° and rainy tomorrow, but I’ll believe it when I see it. It’s been quieter overall, but May-September is when it’s at its quietest here anyway.

Kim asked what it would take to get me to update MD. At least I think it’s her. I ignored it, but plan to update it on the 1st. For now, she can go to MO, which I just opened up again since I haven’t seen Molly on my tracker for two days now. Again, though, I still don’t get these people’s interest in my journal which I cut ties with years ago. Who the hell belittles themselves to following someone who doesn’t want anything to do with them like some desperate little puppy??? Is that all they feel they deserve is people who can’t stand them?

Chatted with my usual buddies, Andy, Nane and Aly. Hope Maliheh noticed that I’m ignoring her birthday, LOL, but I doubt she ever gives me a second’s thought anymore.