Again this weight thing is really weird. I lost that half a pound that I gained yet I ate like a pig yesterday. I almost always binge on weekends. My only exercise was walking around Walmart.

Yesterday morning was chilly and clear and then the wind picked up and by lunchtime, it started raining. This went on for a couple of hours. It was nice to hear the sound of rain instead of motorcycles, chainsaws, blowers and mowers.

Last night I dreamed we moved from someplace that didn’t look like this. I ended up regretting it and I wanted to try to move back because I wanted to stick with what was familiar to me.

Then I dreamed I was back in the place and in the bedroom, which was long and narrow. A long dresser I had gotten wherever we started to move to stood against one wall while a tall dresser we’d had for years was back in its usual spot against another wall.

I looked at the thermometer and saw that it was 74° outside and regretted not going swimming the day before when it was much hotter.

Then I took a notebook out of a drawer and walked into our huge living room which didn’t look like it really does and that seemed to only have a couch in it. I reached up and turned on this weird-looking ceiling fan and then sat down on the couch. I was going to write the names of my favorite incense fragrances in the notebook.

Someone in Utah has taken a 2-hour interest in my journal. I wonder if it’s connected to the Ms. That would be the stormin’ Mormons who lived next to us from 1993 to 1996 in Phoenix. I came across their name when screening entries for my monthly bio project and decided to let them know how crazy their brats drove me in Phoenix, then condemned them for hating gays.

The mother replied saying that he drove them crazy too, was autistic, was gay, is now a responsible 26-year-old, and she couldn’t understand my gay reference.

Right away I felt bad for ranking on her and assuming that all Mormons hated gays.

She then went to friends only. I was kind of surprised that someone like her would not only be public in the first place but an apparent Facebook addict who allowed anyone to comment on her posts.

I apologized to her and told her that I actually missed them after they moved because of how much worse the welfare bums that took their place were.