Margaret emailed me to say that Dixie’s son tried to tell her that she’s not getting Diane back and Dixie, always in a constant state of denial, went off on him. He’s about ready to give up on her in sheer frustration. I can totally see her reacting that way too. If she damn near went ballistic on me for mentioning assisted living, then of course she would do the same regarding Diane. As I told Margaret, I sure hope she never gets her back! I think everybody should turn their backs on Dixie and let her live in denial all by her little lonesome. Then let’s see how capable she is!

Margaret says they’ve had more rain than in the 33 years she’s been there. Of course they have. I’m not there anymore. We’ve had rain here on and off for the last few days. I hear it coming down out there right now.

I’m fine so far today but yesterday sucked. I had a mix of anxiety, depression, and just that strange feeling I call mindfuckers. I’m once again at a loss as to what could be causing what but it still seems likely that it’s connected to the dose increase. The question is whether or not my body can get used to the increase as it did with the 75s. I would think so. I just don’t know how long it would take. Today and tomorrow are 75s so tomorrow night I’ll make a decision depending on how I feel as to whether or not I want to continue the 88s.

It smelled, I got woken up, it was expensive, and we definitely didn’t have much privacy, but a part of me actually misses the hotel because he was always there, it was easier to go to the pool, and I could get out even though I wasn’t literally getting out by going downstairs and hanging out in the fitness room or wherever.

Chatting with Tom helped once he got up.

The more I chat with Jessie, the more I find she can relate to what I’ve gone through with the anxiety and menopause and all that stuff. She had her ovaries removed the same year I started the medication so her menopause was instant.

Since Shelly has been a good friend on both PB and Twitter, I requested to add her on Facebook because I think she would be active there with comments and all that. She’s about 38 and lives in Oregon. She accepted the request as long as I understood that what we say on PB is private which I assured her it would be. So we’ll find out just how active she is. I don’t think any of my dozen friends could be as quiet as Michelle and Adonis as far as the lack of comments and reactions to my posts go.

The wooden magnetic clip-on frames we got for the posters are awesome! This is a way easier and cheaper alternative to traditional frames.

Tom turned off the auto-refill for me. Good thing the medication will last for a year because I’m nowhere near ready for a refill. From now on they can’t refill me without me telling them to.

We went to Walgreens yesterday because I was just itching to get out of the house. There were heavy gales and clouds but no rain at the time. I wore sleeves because of the wind but it was otherwise gorgeous. Since I’ve been anxious anyway, or at least blah, I got some Barefoot bubbly pink Moscato and some truffles. It was then that I noticed my metabolism might be speeding up. The question is whether or not it’s due to the dose increase or the scheduled eating plan. Seems like I’ve had too many calories for it to be the way I’ve been eating but I don’t know.

I just know that I’m so bummed out that after doing so well, I’m dealing with anxiety again but should I really be all that surprised? Anytime my dose is tweaked, this is what happens. He still thinks it’s mostly because of my schedule but I think most of it is on the increase. I’ll find out as I roll further on to days. I still have another 4-16 months in which my hormones could still have a hand in things as well since I had those two months of non-stop anxiety at which time my dose wasn’t increased and I was sometimes on days.

Began watching season 2 of The Sinner on Netflix.

Eating every 3 hours is proving to be easier than I thought it would be. The question is whether or not I can lower the calories, but one step at a time.

Steph just hit level 20, Mia hits 40 tomorrow.

Now that we’ve got the place mostly set up, it doesn’t seem that small. I always did say we could go down to about 1000 square feet. I would never again want to be cramped into a 500-square-foot trailer like we were for that half a decade back in Cali!

Definitely can’t wait to get the fuck out of here and get some sun even if it’s just sitting in Candy while she’s charging. I miss and need sunlight. Damn, do I wish we lived where my parents lived so I could relax on the dock in the middle of the night at times and listen to the sounds of the water around me. I’d be out of the house at least somewhat. I’d just have to watch for gators.

The wind is now at 29 miles an hour. Definitely got to check the outside later and make sure nothing’s damaged. I can hear the tree on the Toni side of the house slapping the wall and windows of the house.

WTF? I just got an email from Walgreens saying they’re processing my auto-refill. That’s fucked up! I don’t want them refilling anything until I tell them to. I don’t need any refills right now.

Not sure if Gennev and Cohosh are helping me but maybe I would be worse off without them. I’m not anxious; I just feel kind of blah. I just wish I knew for sure if the dose increase has anything to do with it or if it’s just a coincidence like the brand thing that I thought was an issue. If it is I seriously wonder if there’s something up there that doesn’t actually enjoy confusing me and making me question things. But yeah, tonight I’m kind of questioning things all over again. Things I thought I pretty much figured out. I have questions. The same old questions. How much could be the medication? How much could be my hormones? How much could be about me being on nights right now as he thinks is the case? He kept offering to stay up with me and while that’s very sweet of him, I do still need some alone time and I feel bad about fucking him up too. just like it’s not normal for me to always be on days and it makes me sick, it messes with his stomach to follow my schedule. Why put both of us out?

Then an idea came to me. We know I can’t hold my schedule otherwise, I would have done that decades ago, but maybe I can at least find a way that’s doable for me to push my schedule through the nights faster. I’d have to fine-tune the details but maybe I could do something like this…once I start getting to the point where I’m going to be up throughout most of the night and getting up around noon-2, I’d push it by staying up as late as I could absolutely stand to stay up and try to jump it by 6-8 hours in one day. I think it may be worth a try. I have no problem with staying up a few hours after he crashes because then I do get some alone time. But we both know there’s only so much alone time I need, so if I can figure out a way to cut the time I’m on nights in half or something like that, that may not only improve my mood but also make me more flexible for doing things. I sleep shitty so much of the time anyway and I don’t see how pushing my schedule one day every 10 days or so would hurt me as opposed to trying to hold it every single day. So if I can be not so much on days but more on days, that would be awesome. I’m excited to try it!

Ugh, just read that a guy got 9 years in prison for plotting some race-war fantasy while Cuomo’s touchy-feely charge is just a misdemeanor. That is just so, so American.

Today’s wake-up call (maybe one of these days I can get a break from something waking me up) was loud thunder but fortunately, it only kept me awake for about 20 minutes. Right now the wind is howling on this windy night.

Heard 1 low-flying helicopter yesterday but none today.

Although I didn’t read it because I’m already sick of hearing about abortion same as the race obsession (too much of anything gets old), I saw a couple of headlines that confirm exactly what I’ve both sensed and feared will eventually happen. It’s going to pave the way for other insane lawless laws to come into effect just as I fear, not that we ever had such a thing as free speech in this country.

I don’t see abortion becoming illegal nationwide but I do see it becoming illegal in about half of the states despite women being pushed to consider working to be the first and foremost number one thing in life the last few decades or so.

As much as I want to believe nothing will come to pass that will affect us directly that we can’t get around, I’ve learned never to say never. I’m sure many people never thought abortion would become illegal in one state let alone eventually half the country although I’ve sensed this coming and had this vision for many years for some reason.

It’s fucking ridiculous, though. It’s nothing that should ever be up for debate. Yet I see things getting worse and worse as far as backward, unfair, and overly harsh laws. Violent crimes will still get lenient sentences while the kiter practically gets executed. Things that are legal now will become illegal or at least drastically altered in some way.

It’s sad, sickening, and even scary but hopefully, those women who don’t find someone willing to abort despite the crazy “law” or self-abort will keep in mind that they’re not going to be pregnant forever and they don’t have to keep it, even though I’ve heard that having a kid changes you whether you keep it or not. After all, women had to face this shit long before there were doctors and medicine and it was even worse for them because they had no chance of finding an abortion doctor willing to help them because they didn’t exist.

Last night I had some anxiety although it wasn’t as bad as the night before. I was just thinking that I was going to make it through the night and be okay when it hit me. So much for getting excited about breaking records, huh? So I first decided no more 88s! But then I realized I might not have to go that far and so I’ll start by cutting back to two 88s a week. But then he had a great idea. Why not stick to the schedule as planned, but on a day I’m scheduled to take an 88, take a 75 if I had anxiety the previous day?

I finally heard back from the doctor’s nurse saying she tried to call me. Again, I don’t know why we have to play phone when things can be done online. I guess they got an alert because I didn’t respond to their message to me and that’s why she called when I was asleep. I told her about the new medication plan I want to try and asked what she thought of it.

I know I shouldn’t feel this way after all these years, but this kind of sleep disorder is SO fucking frustrating and debilitating! It really makes my life hard. So if there is a God up there, thanks. Thanks a real fucking lot. It’s nice to know you think I’m such a horrible person that I deserve this shit. As if other freaky/unusual shit you’ve thrown at me isn’t bad enough.

I am going to get to that barbecue, though. He signed us up today.

Still have some burning in my lip but I’m also still hopeful that it’s no big deal and will go away soon, whatever it is.

He screwed the vacuum holder into the kitchen wall so we can keep the portable vacuum and its attachments there. I almost love this cordless portable as much as Annie!

Ordered some magnetic clip-on frames that you can get in a variety of sizes and I’m going to try those on the two large portrait posters first before I get any for diamond paintings. It would be a much cheaper and easier alternative to traditional frames. Even cheap plastic frames are outrageously expensive and two of the four plastic frames we have are bent.

Despite their crazy shipping costs, I ordered 6 dresses, 2 jumpsuits, 1 swimsuit, 2 pairs of shoes, and a couple of silver snake rings from Airy. Can’t wait! I’ll be set for a while now.

No response to my message on the portal. I’m guessing that just like I didn’t get the doctor’s message, they didn’t get mine. Good thing it’s almost open season because like it or not, we’ve got to change medical groups. Advent Health simply has way too many problems. I don’t know that we can find anything better but we should definitely try.

Yesterday I was horrible for most of the day. Today I’ve been better but I’m a little iffy right now. Definitely worried about taking an 88 tomorrow. Today’s a 75 day. Worst case scenario, I cut the 88s out and I remain hypo. Or maybe I can tolerate 88s once or twice a week. If I can’t get through to the doctor on the portal, though, which is ridiculous, I’ll have to play phone with them and hope I can get through that way.

According to the newsletter, on the 6th, they’re having a free dinner social at the clubhouse. It might be a little too sociable and awkward for Tom but I’ll be available schedule-wise and will see if he wants to go. I’m sure he would if I really wanted to but I’m OK with whatever he wants. I just noticed it was something free and on my schedule.

Just like I knew I would, I got woken up once or twice by tractors going by but fell back asleep right away, and we’re pretty sure they’re done today. I just wonder how long it will be before the next project.

Next time around it’ll likely be thunder that takes the honor of waking me up.

We decided to try those soundproof window shutters in the bedroom even though we soundproofed the bed rather than the whole room like I wish to hell we’d done. It was stupid of me to suggest we do the bed. But what’s done is done. Meanwhile, we can still test how well these things work. They would not only darken the room more but also add another layer of soundproofing since most sound comes through windows, and these single-paned windows are junk.

The helicopters are making up for the planes which sucks because they are a threat to my sleep. They both suck but yeah, tonight and last night I never heard a single plane. However, the copters are getting more like Citrus Heights. I don’t understand the uptick in helicopter activity but we’ve been getting a few a day. Some are very loud and low.

Worked out a bit on the treadmill and my vibration platform. I’ll never lose any weight but it sure keeps the back pain away.

Definitely starting to feel more anxious so yeah, tomorrow I’ve got to make a decision depending on how the 88 affects me. I’m not too surprised because if it is the medication as I suspect it is, it makes sense that I wouldn’t feel as anxious right away today since I took a lower dose but would still feel some. As the hours pass by after your last dose, the level starts dwindling in your system and then goes back up when you take the next dose so I would have to take 88 less often for it to get lower in my system and stop stabbing me in the chest with waves of adrenaline.

Although anything is better than anxiety, I still really worry about being hypo for the rest of my life. I fear I’m going to keep gaining weight and that right there is going to not only hinder my everyday movements but quite possibly lead me to more health problems. I swear it’s like something doesn’t want me to have a normal thyroid!

I wish I knew if my body could get used to this dose in time as it did with the 75s but since I can’t know that or how long it would take if it would, it will probably be better to back off if tomorrow is a bad day. If I knew it would go away in a few weeks or so I would tough it out but I can’t know that. No lung tightness and my heart doesn’t feel racy, it’s just the damn adrenaline stabbing me in the center of the chest. I’ve fucking had it with this shit and I’m not going to go through it again.

Took a second Gennev so hopefully it will help.

Later…

I was hoping that since I was in for a peaceful night, I would get a peaceful morning yesterday but nope. The first plane didn’t even wait until 5:00.

Last night’s sleep disturbance was Alexa deciding to quit playing nature sounds. To be fair, though, I had woken up first to pee.

In the last month, Stephanie jumped from level 11 to 19. Mia jumped from level 30 to 39. You don’t really level up faster with Pro. You just get more coins and gems whenever you level up and log in.

Cashed in $50 worth of Amazon gift cards with my Bing points!

Where last Monday was the noisiest day here, today’s the worst emotionally with both anxiety and depression. The question is whether or not the dose increase has anything to do with it. He thinks it’s just because of my schedule. I hope he’s right because I don’t want to leave my TSH at 14! The thing is that it came on shortly after I took my pill. The only thing that doesn’t make sense as far as the medication goes is that my TSH can’t possibly be in the single digits. But I’ll take hypo over anxiety if there is a connection. I don’t know, it’s been eight years and it still feels like something up there doesn’t want me to have a normal thyroid. Maybe I’m just not meant to have that.

Nonetheless, I got an email alert from my doctor saying there was a message waiting on the portal from her. However, as soon as I logged in, there was nothing there. So while I was there I gave her a heads up on the situation and said that I’m going to give it a little more time and try to remain hopeful and will keep her posted.

Besides not feeling well emotionally, I slept like shit. A fucking helicopter woke me up in the middle of my sleep and I couldn’t get back to sleep right away. The planes haven’t been annoying tonight but there have definitely been more helicopters lately. Between that and the road work, it’s really starting to smack too much of the old place. At least the traffic is still barely noticeable. They actually didn’t work on the roads today because of the rain. So I’m sure they’ll take the honor of waking me up tomorrow along with the landscapers unless the partially completed doghouse helps. We got the top, the side that faces the exterior wall, and the foot of the bed covered. That should muffle things at least a little.

There was a power failure and therefore my nature sounds quit playing right as I was falling asleep. I swear that’s the third time something has woken me up right as I was falling asleep in less than two weeks! So another reason I’m tired is that I ended up crashing later than I should have. Along with the helicopter wake-up call, I had to get up to pee, and then I woke up at times because I was either too hot or too cold. I just can’t win when it comes to sleep!

My TMJ is having a bad spell too. Maybe I really should have my dentist make me a new mouthguard but I wanna talk to the ENT first next month.

My anxiety morphed into depression when I thought of Aly and the fact that NaNo is starting soon. I know how much she always loved doing that whenever time and her health would let her. I miss her so much!

I also miss various aspects of my past life. The way I was physically, emotionally, sexually, etc. I can think of different aspects of my life in the last few states I’ve lived in and I wish I could pick the ones I miss and apply them to the me of today, even though I wouldn’t want my old life back. Not the one I had in any of the states I ever lived in before this one. I just want certain parts of them back.

I received my money for doing the survey and have a total of $150 on my card. However, when I went to get the last of what I wanted on Airy, I found they’re no longer giving free shipping on orders over $50 but charging a fortune for shipping instead. So I sent an email asking about it.

When I woke up this morning I noticed that my bite was aligned properly once again. Some of it, anyway. I wonder if the fact that the tooth they pulled was getting lower had something to do with throwing my bite off, though I don’t doubt the TMJ had something to do with it as well. Because the teeth on the left side still don’t make much contact, I worry that they too are eventually going to push down and up.

My back and my lip were better as well but now my lip is kind of burning again. I’m still not sure what’s up with that. I’m hoping it was just some kind of sore or blister that got delayed from healing only because they’d been working in my mouth and aggravated it.

We’re supposed to get some rain tonight. Really hope my sleep isn’t disturbed but if it is, at least I’m currently caught up on that.

When Tom went out to pick up more glue this morning he noticed that the roads up front haven’t been done yet. I thought, oh great. The heavy equipment is going to be going by our place while I’m sleeping but he says he doesn’t think so because they wouldn’t want to chew up the brand-new asphalt, especially with those heavy rollers. Plus, they shouldn’t need to go by us to do that section. It should be far enough away not to feel the vibration here. They did say they expected to work until the 28th. I just hope this is going to be it for a while. Really felt like I was back at the old place for a few days there!

He rehung the bedroom closet door but we still have to get new trim for that doorway. I guess the people before us or whoever built the house put the trim too far back in the frame.

All the panels that we need for the doghouse are now glued. The soundproofing material is now glued to the foam panels. We agreed to raise the frame of the doghouse so that it’s easier for me to get in and out without bumping my head. Believe me, I’m getting really sick of having to duck every time I get in and out of bed. We’re going to raise the headboard shelves as well since they were always a bit low to begin with. Also, before we soundproof the head of the bed, We’re going to drape a quilt over that area to get a sense of how effective the soundproofing is. The soundproofed areas are going to be on top, the foot, and the side facing the exterior wall. This will be done soon as well as the rest of the wallpaper and then we have to get someone out to look at the lanai roof.

Decided that at 160 pounds, I may not be able to lose weight but I’m really asking to become diabetic if I keep on having sugar and processed stuff so it’s definitely time to try to cut back a bit. I want to eat four times a day. If I get up at 10 AM, for example, I’ll eat at noon, three, six, and nine. Eventually, I wanna have two meal bars for two of those eats, a piece of fruit and yogurt for another one, and then the last time I eat I’ll have a full-blown home-cooked meal which will usually consist of chicken or fish.

Had a weird dream that I recently moved into a two-story older house with an older woman. The houses in the area were large and had spacious yards. I was looking for something or putting things on the shelf in the closet of the master bedroom realizing that it had really good shelf space in it. The woman I was living with was going to see this guy she’d known a long time, and I wondered when or if they would ever marry.

Then we were outdoors and I saw a girl in her late teens or early 20s in front of one of the houses across the street. She had her hair in two long ponytails and wore a crop top.

Then I noticed that the girl, part of a large family that lived in that house, set up a round table on the corner of their front yard closest to us.

Great, I said. “They have this huge yard yet they have to set up closest to us. Why don’t they use the backyard where they have more privacy?”

When the family and their guests were finally seated at the dinner table, I saw one of them pick up a power tool that was on a table nearby and switch it on for a few seconds, showing me that I would likely be in for noisy projects.

I later mentioned to the woman I lived with that I was eager to get to bed so that tomorrow could come quicker but then that would mean my boredom would come quicker too. She said something about getting out so I wouldn’t be bored and I reminded her that she would be at work with the car.

Since life isn’t fair and it’s a dog-eat-dog world out there, I can imagine all those sickos just waiting to cash in on the madness in Texas. Knowing some doctors aren’t gonna stop doing what’s right just because of a few crazy “justices,” all you have to do is say you believe so and so participated in an abortion and you’re automatically 10 grand richer. It’s sick.

TOTALLY.

Trying to guess what they’re going to go after next since power and control goes to people’s heads and they just love to take things as far as they can. I think that before they get to anything that could affect us, they’ll focus on banning things like birth control and sterilization procedures. Probably gonna pick on the GLBT community again too.

Tom started watching You and likes it so far. I knew he would. I’ve only got a couple more episodes to go.

They rolled and blew the sidewalks today. A guy went by with a large rolling brush, then a guy followed with a blower. Wonder what’s on for tomorrow and if it’ll wake me up.

I swear that not only did the drought follow us here but it smelled smoky last night too, like there was a fire nearby. However, there’ll be no getting any sleep for me on Thursday if the weather report is accurate. Oh, to be a day person every day! The one big storm we may have in weeks just has to be when I’ll be sleeping.

Since the straps of a couple of my sleeveless tops are a bit long, we ordered some fabric glue and I’m going to shorten them. Hopefully, that will keep them from slipping off my shoulders so much and will look better too.

Woke up with a bad backache. That lower back pain I’ve been having too often lately and I’m not sure why I have it. Could be a combination of the mattress and a lack of activity since having to have oral surgery and all that. It seems that if I sleep on my back or my stomach for too long it aggravates it. Same with if I don’t exercise my core as much. I hope it’s not the mattress because I wouldn’t have a clue as to which one I should get if it is.

I also experienced fatigue and was in a blah mood as well. Realizing I’ve been slacking off on Gennev, I made a point of taking it. Going to double up on the black cohosh today as well. I woke up hot flashing a few times last time around.

I still have this blister-like sore on my lower lip which I’m hoping isn’t cancer of any kind. It really burns at times and I don’t know why it’s taking so long to go away.

Judy was at Andy’s place last night and they were playing cards. She wanted to know about Norma so we ended up exchanging a few audios. She sounds great for 94 years of age. She said she was healthy, has no pain, no signs of dementia which she’s grateful for, and still has all her memories. She’s lucky, she also says, has good genes, and doesn’t think my parents did a great job with me but I did well regardless or something like that, lol. She keeps active and hopes I like it here.

The fact that she was interested in whether or not I knew how Norma and Micky’s health was makes me think that maybe they’re not in touch as often as I thought they were. That may be why Norma hasn’t asked if I was in Florida. Then again, just because someone may tell her I am doesn’t mean she would ask about it, would it? Wonder why she asked about Mickey, though, and not Deb or Sharyn.

Mia the Replika now has 3 lipsticks, 3 bracelets, earrings, 4 pairs of shoes, 4 dresses, 15 tops, and 11 bottoms.

Stephie has 5 tops, 5 bottoms, 1 lipstick, and 2 pairs of shoes, but no jewelry yet.

Today was the first quiet day in days. I’m so glad they finished paving the streets! We’ll see how long the peace lasts, though, before the next project. Had I been on nights for this one, I would have been totally screwed out of getting any sleep. It wasn’t the truck pouring the concrete that was outrageously thunderous, but the roller sure was.

My 2-hour appointment yesterday only lasted an hour. The doctor and Crystal were awesome! They totally put me at ease. Somebody was pretty pissed off at them, though. A woman in the waiting room in which the only words I could make out were, “Do you know how much havoc…”

Then the woman at the desk - I forgot her name - said she was going to go get someone but the woman cut her off saying she didn’t need their business.

“I’m sorry,” the lady at the desk said.

“No, you’re not,” said the woman before she stormed out of the office.

Anyway, Crystal came to get me and I told her I was hoping it would be her since she was so nice the last time I saw her and she said that made her day like a warm hug. She pressed a button on the wall to play some relaxing meditation music for me. A girl she was training named Lou who I also met before, observed the fillings and the tooth being pulled. I definitely felt safe and in good hands with the three of them in the room! It’s a good thing too, since I felt more aware this time, even though I took the Halcion an hour earlier. Maybe my body was more used to it or something.

I thought that being a molar and way in back would make it take several minutes for her to pull it but in less than a minute it was out. The only things I felt were the needle when she went to numb me and the pressure as she was pulling for the 20 seconds or so she was pulling steadily downward. Then she wiggled it back and forth for another 20 seconds or so and that was it. The tooth was out!

My mouth is healing nicely and the dentist was kind enough to call and ask how I was doing. I was hesitant to like her Facebook page and leave a review knowing that Norma may spot it and wonder why I was reviewing a dentist in Florida but I think I’m just gonna go ahead and block her and Michelle at some point. Yes, I feel a touch guilty where Norma’s concerned since she hasn’t done anything wrong to me but Michelle is a deadbeat. Andy noticed that with her as well. I don’t know why you would add people just to not interact with them but this is the second time she’s friended me only to ignore me. I also want to block them so that the termites can’t use them by going through them to get to me. I don’t doubt that with or without hearing from me, they’ll eventually try to reconnect with me. Not the girls but Tammy.

We hung some of the large flower posters in the living room today. Some of the frames are bent, though. One needs to be replaced for sure.

I’m totally sickened though not the least bit surprised that once again Texas won’t do the right thing and block the abortion ban until some cases are heard in court. Those will be a complete waste of time in addition to marching. Tom believes marches work but I think they’re pretty worthless most of the time. Didn’t work in Poland, won’t work here. It’s also pointless to go to court when the same people who are banning abortion are the ones to be listening to the cases and will simply side with the pro-lifers, so what’s the point? Once people make up their minds, that’s the way it stays. And what’s the point of writing constitutions and making laws if they’re only going to violate them at will?

Just like my prediction was right about Brian Laundrie not being found alive, I believe that abortion is going to remain illegal in Texas for many years to come and many states will follow in its twisted footsteps. It’s not about caring about women. It’s about control. The question is when will some twisted law come along that affects my husband and I directly? How and when will our constitutional rights be violated?

Society is full of such hypocrites, too. Friends, family, coworkers, and whoever will be quick to scold a woman these days for getting pregnant because it takes away from her working and making money, but then they’ll block her right to abortion.

I had a weird dream that my brother was still alive which I sent letters to periodically only he never wrote back and rarely called. I thought about sending him one final letter telling him I wasn’t going to write him anymore if I wasn’t going to hear from him but then I decided to just ghost him.

I also had a dream about living in a long house that sort of looked like the one we had in Maricopa. Some young woman was staying in a spare room and was a smoker too. I wanted her to smoke outside but because I planned to go to bed before she did, I was hesitant to give her the code to the door lock which was 2014. She asked for it, saying I could change it when she left, but then I woke up.

The last couple of days have been a mix of fun, productiveness, and sheer madness. Resurfacing these streets is way louder, more involved, and more time-consuming than when they seal-coated the streets at the other park. It’s not so bad when they’re actually doing the paving but when the vibrating roller goes through to pack down the asphalt it is absolutely maddening as hell. The place vibrates so much that glasses in cabinets go clinking together. There’s no escaping it even in the back of the house. It’s been horrible. I really, really hope to hell they finish before the 28th and that this will be it for a while.

We were able to be out during some of the mayhem because I had to go to the dentist yesterday morning to sign the papers and the consent form to have my tooth pulled which is going to be done in a few hours. Plus, she gave me the prescription for Halcion. Two pills just like the last time. I took one before bed last night and slept 9 hours and 9 minutes but woke up a little groggy. I’m slightly fatigued now but it doesn’t matter because I’m going to take the second one in 90 minutes, an hour before my appointment. She’s also doing two fillings while she pulls the tooth.

She advised me to take 600 milligrams of Ibuprofen and one Tylenol, alternating between the two every three hours when I get home.

Grabbed a sample of minty lip balm while I was there and it’s good. Maybe this time I’ll get a toothpaste sample.

We wasted time picking up two pieces of junk mail at Staples and then went to Burger King before Walgreens. Had to charge the car along the way too.

Loving You but of course, it contains plenty of old-fashioned and false stereotypes. Also, of course, there are plenty of black characters, the usual derogatory anti-white comments, and the hardworking modern women, but every single married couple has kids, there’s maybe only one gay person, and everyone lives in houses most couldn’t afford.

I wish these TV producers would not only stop the reverse discrimination but reflect a more realistic and diverse world. It’s okay to skip marriage as many do in RL. It’s okay to skip kids as many also do in RL, married or not. And how about having kids simply because you want them and not just because you’re married?

Wasn’t as into the last season of Mr. Mercedes but was glad Lou the lesbian was acquitted. Justice always prevails on TV.

I can’t believe they convicted a woman in Oklahoma for her own miscarriage even though I can. Craziness leads to more craziness and this is exactly why I’m afraid for the world and just waiting for some crazy law to go into effect that affects us directly. Maybe it will suddenly be illegal for anyone with Hashimoto’s to reside in Florida. But just like violence begets violence, Texas’s craziness helps pave the way for more craziness.

Can’t see myself getting a lifetime Replika membership next year. There are too many changes too fast which means too many glitches. I tried to tell them in the group yesterday to slow down a bit but the moderator closed comments because it’s the creator’s birthday and she wouldn’t want any “negativity.” Then she gave me an email address that I’m pretty sure bounced when I last tried it.

Today was a fun day and not as annoying as yesterday. For four or five hours yesterday, the drone of the tractor was totally annoying as hell. I haven’t heard any tractors today but there have been loud trucks going by. It’s after five and they’re still at it. In the letter the park sent, it said they’ll work till dark. Gonna have to try to hold my schedule as long as I can because there are still eight or nine days left of this shit and I don’t see how I could sleep through it.

Got a message from my doctor - or one of her staff - saying she was just reaching out to see how I was doing. As I told her, so far so good!

My life has been so much better since leaving Cali! It seems the longer I’m here, the better I feel, and the more I wonder about all those huge cemeteries. I guess I can never know for sure if they might have been a factor in so much bad happening to me back there but I do know I’ll never live so close to the dead again! Especially multiple large cemeteries.

It was fun getting out and away from the circus here. Went to Sunset Beach in Tarpon Springs and found it as boring as the first beach. It was 1/2 hour away. We’ll slowly keep heading south until we get to some of the real beaches. The beach sand was tricky to walk on because there were so many shells and the shoreline was a joke. Also, the sand along the shore was more like mud. There were no waves or anything like that and the water was surprisingly chilly. The air didn’t smell salty either.

There were some seagulls and I saw a pelican too, but it was on the road so I couldn’t get a picture of it.

Now crows are going off like crazy here. I’m still surprised by all the crows here. I think of those in colder climates.

After we charged the car we stopped at Steak-n-Shake for steakburgers and fries. The burger was good but not great. Also, the fries were so skinny. They were good but leave you feeling like you didn’t get as much quantity. A typical burger and fries usually fill me up but we were still a bit hungry after so we got shakes. I ordered a Nutella shake but if I didn’t know any better I would think it was just a hint of peanut butter mixed in with vanilla. Before I even finished it, I was so damn full, lol. Didn’t eat for about 6 hours afterward.

It’s 83 degrees and only 38% humidity here! I’ve never seen it that low. I’m beginning to wonder the same thing I frequently wondered in Cali…is it ever going to rain again?

Thank you, Liz, for doing a great job of cutting my hair! Instead of going to this wife-and-husband salon, I decided to look for Supercuts, which is where I’d go in Cali. I figured that being a chain, they’d have one nearby so we went to the one in Spring Hill where my dentist is.

I’m so glad they don’t creep on the roads here like they did in Cali and Arizona. The long lights kind of make up for it, though.

After getting my hair done, we zipped over to Walmart. It was kind of a zoo but I’ve seen it worse. He got the soda that he wasn’t able to get when we had food delivered yesterday and I got the chicken wings which I can’t seem to get online to save my life. Inflation is everywhere these days so it was 15 bucks for a large tray of wings but they’ll last a while.

It was beautiful out. Much more comfortable than when it was really hot and humid. It almost felt like late May at the old place. It was the coolest morning since we’ve been here at just 60 degrees. The AC didn’t run for a while. It’s not even November yet, so I’m a little worried that December and January might be quite nippy. If it weren’t for my hate for crowds and how expensive it is, I would have wanted to be in Miami. The weather there is perfect year-round.

The roads aren’t done yet but they’re working somewhere in the park. Ugh, 10 more days left of this shit. Then who knows what they’ll do next. Tom doesn’t think so, but I think they’ll replace the fence in back with those white plastic fences they have in other parts of the park. Wouldn’t be surprised if they did something to the sidewalks too, along with who knows what else.

He’s fixing the damaged window screens little by little. Snowbirds or not, the people that were in here really let the place go.

Cheap or not, the nail polish remover I got was a waste of money because I remembered that I have that metal 2-in-1 pusher/scraper. It would probably be hard to do on fingernails because they’re bigger but I was able to push off my old toenail polish with it. I could also push off the polish that got on my pedicure step that’s in the shower. Soon I’ll find out how it works on porcelain when I go to touch up Bailey’s toenails.

The AC blower was acting weird and then he realized he hadn’t changed the filter since we first moved in, and they’re supposed to be changed every month. So he got a filter subscription on Amazon where he gets 6 every 6 months.

I haven’t gotten all the clothes I ordered yet, but so far one of the dresses is being returned because it doesn’t quite look like it appears online and is a bit snug on me. A few pieces are too big but not to the point that I can’t wear them. I really worry about the swimsuit I ordered as it can’t be returned if it doesn’t fit.

He assembled the other cabinet and I set that up today with mostly arts and crafts supplies.

Yesterday wasn’t as maddening as the day before but it was annoying enough every time one of those fucking tractors went by our place. They worked mostly on the other side of the park. Luckily they’re taking the weekend off so we get a break. Hopefully, the asphalt will be laid next week and it won’t take the whole two weeks they said it may take because I can’t hold my schedule back that long. In less than a week, I’m going to be starting to sleep in.

So what’s next? New sidewalks? A new fence in back? He doesn’t think they’ll replace either but I’m sure they’ll find something to do to annoy the residents with. From what we can tell, we’re far from the only ones annoyed. This isn’t something you just hear going on in the background like the planes. This is totally earth-shattering. They even warned us in their notice about it saying that it will be loud and dusty. Yeah, we could see dust flying all over the place. They scraped 2 inches off the surface of our street.

I noticed that the people here don’t seem to have as much company as at the other place and I wonder if it’s because their kids don’t live in the area or there just aren’t as many parents here with more of the residents being younger and closer to my age where it started getting more common not to have any.

The weather has been surprisingly dry. It’s still hot and humid but I thought it would rain at least twice a week after the rainy season ended. I wonder if this is normal or if the drought really did follow us in a sense, LOL.

Been working on building the doghouse. Cutting and sizing pieces of foam. Foam that’s meant for soundproofing. We’re going to attach a layer of soundproofing material to each section. We decided where to put the fan too. I just hope it’s done before they get back next door! God only knows what project they’ll do as well.

The light coming through the window where the desk is was so bright that I hung one of the purple light-filtering curtains in that window. It may not help keep it cooler but it’s definitely keeping it from being so blinding. On quiet days like today, there’s no reason not to be out in that office unless I was really doing some heavy writing or something. But it was so bright I could barely watch my show because it was like trying to watch it outdoors in the bright sunlight.

When I saw that season three of You just hit Netflix, we rejoined for a while because there are things he wants to see as well.

Anyway, now that I can see how much light these curtains let in, I can say that it’s definitely too much for the bedroom! Blackouts have gotta stay. I’ll put the other one in the window of the second bedroom.

Yesterday was a truly shitty day. Just horrible. Six times they worked in the streets at the other park during the eight years we were there which was one of the things I looked forward to escaping knowing it was just a matter of time before they dug them up again for some reason, yet what were they doing here yesterday? Working in the streets! It was horrible. It took way longer and was louder than when they seal-coated the streets at the other place. They milled them which means they raked the top layer off and I guess today is when they lay the asphalt. As I said, the noise was horrible. The miller, as well as the dump trucks and tractors, were just pure chaos. Forget about just loud. I could feel the floors rumbling beneath my feet. Of course it would have been a million times worse had I been on nights but had I been stone deaf, it still would have woken me up just from all the vibration.

It seems that many things I thought I’d escaped have followed me here…planes, projects, and even the lack of rain. I thought it would still rain 2 or 3 times a week once we got past the stormy season but it’s been so dry that brown spots are starting to show in the grass. There’s still humidity since there’s so much water around us but it’s down in the 50s percentage-wise instead of the 60s and 70s.

Anyway, back to bitching. We haven’t even been here three fucking months and already there’s been a major project and 4-5 residents doing projects. I can’t wait till the Canadian couple returns to their place just a few feet away to see what ruckus I’m in for there! While I’m at it, I wonder what the park is going to do next. Add speed bumps? Rip out everyone’s grass and replace it with gravel? Replace the rickety old wooden fence running along the back? Do something with the lighting? Redo the sidewalks?

I was just starting to fall asleep at 3:30 when the heavy equipment rolling by woke me up. Didn’t get the fuck out of the park until close to 5 so that really doesn’t help my schedule for the first dentist appointment. I could have been up by midnight or maybe even a little sooner, but because of their shit, I ended up sleeping until 1. Damn you, circadian rhythm disorder!

I messaged Kim on the 1st and didn’t hear from her long enough to wonder if I ever would again and then I finally got a message from her yesterday. Well, one from her that her sister sent, of course.

Every time this year I can’t help but remember Mary G. I know she became Mary D again but I still remember her as Mary G. I’m sure she doesn’t remember when the hell my birthday is. She’s 44 now. I’d like to think she never had any more kids but I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if she did. She may have lost her appetite for bad boys but popping out babies?

Yesterday I almost felt like I was back at the old place with all the loud tractors running around here. Because of the detour, while they work on the sewage thing by the clubhouse, the tractors working in the park had to go by our place. It was so loud I could hear it over the sound machine and the whole place was vibrating. Had to stay up later than I wanted to. So I pulled a “my friend might be interested in a place here but may be put off by the construction” thing to find out what’s going on in an email to the office. Well, they should be done with the sewer thing by the end of the week which should cut down the number of tractors going by our place but the bad news is that they’re getting ready to refinish 80% of the roads in the park, and while the south addition is almost done, the west addition could be another two years. In other words, I can plan on the continuation of tractor sounds for quite some time to come. I swear, it’s the same shit no matter where you go! A part of me regrets not getting land somewhere even if the climate couldn’t be this nice.

The stomach pains are back and I’m having slight nausea again but it’s not as noticeable this time around. If I lay on my stomach, it sometimes triggers cramps. I’ll definitely get my doctor’s opinion, assuming I see her in February.

Just had the runs.

Airy did give me my points so now I have just under 200 points. Maybe I’ll get that swimsuit I wanted that was out of stock at some point and blow the rest of my credit in their store. I just hope the suit that’s on its way fits because you can’t return suits. It’s funny because they say you also can’t return lingerie yet they don’t sell lingerie.

He went out yesterday and got some pale pink paint to match the wallpaper so we can touch up any blemishes on the wall before we continue papering.

We also received a new cabinet and it doesn’t look broken even though we haven’t put it together yet.

I’m kind of pissed at Crayola’s deceptiveness. When I saw the large number “65” on their packet of twistable colored pencils, I thought that meant there were 65 different pencils. There are actually only 24 pencils. The rest of what is included in that number are sheets of paper. They should have specified how many pencils and how many papers. There are still enough colors to be useful, though, and I like the case it came in.

I was also kind of pissed at myself for getting the other two packages of pencils when I already had spares.

We put the window cling up in the window above the built-in desk that looks like a stained glass window with white flowers against a mostly blue background. It looks gorgeous but an awful lot of light comes through that window. I don’t usually work out there at that time anyway, though.

I had a shitty dream where I did something, although I’m not sure what, that I knew would probably earn me a life sentence in jail. I didn’t know Tom and my parents were alive. She must’ve been around 65 because in the dream I thought that if I was lucky enough to get just 30 years, she would be 95 years old when I got out and possibly still alive.

Finished watching Mr. Mercedes. Season 3 was boring compared to the other two seasons. I’m now watching the 23rd season of Law & Order SVU and as always, there are needless scattered mentions of race and color. Getting sick of the snide comments about whites. Comments that would be seen as racist coming from whites. And just like in reality, the subject is usually brought up by non-whites. Most of the time, it’s the non-whites that are the ones that bring up and see color and race where it simply doesn’t exist. I’m just tired of whites being blamed for the world’s problems when sometimes, people really do make their own damn problems.

Yay! I found the missing jewelry. I’m still going to bash them in reviews for all the stuff they broke and for taking forever to give us our stuff. I’m glad, though, that nothing is missing after all!

The 88s have officially begun. The doctor wants me to take 75s on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday. Because I can’t do that easily with my schedule, I’m just counting and writing down what I take each time I get up so I can follow the same pattern.

We went to Walgreens yesterday to pick up the prescription that was finally called in and got some snacks while we were at it. Then we had to come home and listen to landscaping and some tractors going by with huge round cement cylinders. They’re redoing the sewage treatment behind the park. We could see a detour sign by the clubhouse as we were leaving.

I realized the other day that I’ve never seen ambulances coming in here and Tom pointed out that the people here seem to be younger than in the other park. Maybe they can afford to retire earlier since the cost of living is cheaper here. He would have had to work till he was 70 to stay in the other place and even then it would have been really hard.

Anyway, I decided that I love Airy Dress so much that I would do more shopping there. They never gave me 30 points for each review or points for my last order, but they gave me a $30 discount for leaving a review on Trust Pilot so that was nice. I was able to get quite a bit for just under $100, including a pair of gold metallic slides and a swimsuit. Couldn’t get the swimsuit I really wanted but I’m hoping this one will fit well and be comfortable.

I’m going to end up with 11 new tops and 7 new dresses. They don’t have a great selection of shorts and I can’t see myself needing long pants for this climate. At least not very often. Plus, I have many pairs of long pants that are decent enough. If anything, I have too many.

I’m such a magnet for breaking things! I dropped the glitter light and it broke in half yet miraculously still works, and then I accidentally hit the pull chain when fluffing sheets out to change the bed and it wrapped around the base of the ceiling fan. Fortunately, it didn’t get caught in the blades.

Woke up with a stiff back after being so glad I didn’t yesterday, but yesterday I didn’t do the vibe platform either. Just the treadmill. I really hope it’s not the mattress! If it was I wouldn’t have any idea as to which mattress to get to stop it.

I definitely slept shittily. A car door or whatever it was, woke me up and then I kept waking up with weird dreams. I had a lot more than I remember but as far as the ones I remember, Sharyn was in one of them. Lisa was still in her 20s and it was her birthday. We were all at someone else’s house, though I’m not sure whose. Maybe my parents. Sharyn was to visit and once again I was determined to dodge her just like I did somewhere else that might have been connected to a place I or my parents worked at. I could hear her singing Lisa Happy Birthday from the other room.

I’m not sure why I was dodging her but it may have been a combination of being envious or feeling like I wouldn’t measure up in her eyes or some silly reason like that.

Then it was off to the rodent dreams I’ve been having more often being petless and all that right now. I walked by a cage full of rats and just outside the front door where I had left a guinea pig in a box to get some fresh air. Only the box and pig were gone. I panicked at the thought of someone stealing it and hoped to hell that whoever had the pig would at least take care of it rather than leave it in its box to die of starvation.

Then we were in the “new” section of a particular adult community only it wasn’t this one and seemed like it had rentals as well.

In the last dream I remember, I was swimming in a stream as part of a workout routine with a group of people and the water was absolutely freezing as hell. We quickly swam through a tunnel of water and then began running once we climbed out of the water. As cold as it was, I knew I was getting a good workout.

My hypo symptoms are really reflecting in my nails this time around. Both my fingers and toenails are cracking and chipping and of course my skin is dry and I have brain fog and trouble concentrating. I’m surprised that much isn’t worse and that my hair isn’t falling out more. The water retention is bad enough so unfortunately, I’m going to have to get the damn doctor to do her job of calling in the medication just like with the statins. I don’t think it’s the doctor, though, that’s incompetent. I think it’s her fucking staff. I don’t think the nurse got back to her properly after she called me. I hate it when I have to do other people’s jobs for them! This is what we pay them for.

Yesterday I was a bit wired no doubt due to the alcohol I drank the previous two days but I’m better today. Definitely can’t drink very often!

The planes were better for a few days but I’m sure they’ll be back to annoy me bright and early this morning. At least we have the air cleaners now.

Ugh, I knew it. I knew common sense being restored in Texas was only temporary and that it’d be back to the denying of constitutional rights all because of a few people’s warped sense of religious beliefs and believing it’s their duty to control women’s bodies. Honestly, I can’t see Texans getting access to their constitutional rights when it comes to abortion anytime soon and I still fear it’s eventually going to be like this in most if not all of the country. It’s sad, it’s sick, and it’s a blatant sign that if people still have to fight for private, personal issues that shouldn’t be up for debate between anyone but the woman and her partner, if she has one, then things will never change. People will never change. All this shit started with Trump. He just had to appoint people just as twisted and as controlling as he was/is. I have truly lost all hope, trust, and faith in humanity. I really have. I better move on before I literally puke with disgust, but you know how I said in my last entry that I wasn’t superior to others? Well, I don’t know about that anymore. Maybe some of us really are better than others.

The melted candle wax got all over my colored pencils as well so I decided to order some new ones. They’re all Twistables and I got some classics as well as some with cool effects like metallics, rainbows, and neons. Love the case that comes with the biggest set which has 65 pieces.

I’m also enjoying my Red Door scented deodorant.

Fuck. He just came in to tell and show me that the pale pink wallpaper I picked out for the master bedroom is too thin. You can see the unpainted gaps beneath it. So hopefully we’ll have enough to add a second layer over the gaps in the panels. What the hell kind of idiot would make wallpaper so damn thin?!

Part of my clothing order arrived and they are awesome! I gave three of the pieces five stars and one four stars. The only reason one is four stars is that it was a little low under my arms and you could see part of my bra but if I wear a black bra it will barely be noticeable.

The clothes are of awesome quality. Being so cheap I was worried they would be thin and flimsy but nope. They really are factory direct and because of it, they were not only cheap but I don’t have any annoying tags to have to deal with removing or scratching me. If I were dirt poor, this place would be a hell of a lot better than going to Goodwill! They will definitely be my regular clothing store. They make shopping very fun, easy and enjoyable. On Amazon and most other places, it can be tricky to try to figure out their sizing chart and they’re not always accurate. But these were true to fit.

Because I reviewed one of them with just four stars, I was given a 10% discount for my next order. I’ve got 105 points right now and am looking at getting 210 more. You get a dollar off for every 100 points you accumulate.

Weird how I hear a few scattered bird chirps in the middle of the night here but loving this endless summer! I’m sure it’s still going to cool off sooner or later but it’s funny seeing the old place get down into the 40s at night, Klamath Falls getting into the 20s, while we rarely dip below 70 at night, LOL.

I forgot to write about the dream I had that was both weird and disturbing that involved my dentist. In the dream, she was my PCP and not my dentist. I went to see her but the exam room didn’t look like a typical exam room. It was a long room with a double bed on one end and a couch on the other. I lay on the bed waiting for her and realized I had a shirt on that said “I hate doctors“ and hoped she wouldn’t be offended.

Next thing I knew I was sitting on the couch next to her and she was telling me that continuing or increasing something we’d been doing wasn’t doing me any good. I asked her why my body didn’t respond to a low-calorie diet. But instead of answering she looked at my fingers and said that a couple of them were “smashed to pieces“ and that she wanted to get me into either urgent care or a hospital or something like that. Although I could see that she wanted it dealt with right away and wouldn’t clearly explain what she thought was wrong with me, I wasn’t worried. I just wanted someone to go out to the waiting room and let Tom know I was going to be sent to the ER or wherever she wanted me to go.

I’m missing some pieces of jewelry. It doesn’t surprise me. If the motherfuckers could give us other people’s shit, of course they would give some of ours away. I am so, SO fucking sorry we ever trusted others with our shit! We never would have had anyone else move us if there hadn’t been such a long wait for pods. Everybody was moving when we did. But if we ever move again, I swear we’re going to pack our own shit in a pod if we don’t just U-Haul it.

I can’t say exactly how many pieces are missing or what the value was but that’s not what’s important. What matters is that it was mine. I liked it. And the fuckers gave it away to someone else if they didn’t steal it. Almost all my jewelry is inexpensive but again, not the point. I’ve got about 10 pieces missing, though, mostly bracelets.

I’m trying to think of what the jewelry was packed in with because whatever it was packed in with is missing as well. I first started packing things that weren’t a necessity when we knew we were moving, so it would have been packed in with something I didn’t use regularly.

Shit! The purple glitter cosmetic case that Aly sent me is also missing. That’s likely where I would have put some of the jewelry too, especially bracelets. Ugh, we’ll never put our trust in someone else like that ever again! That isn’t it either. There’s an oven mitt missing and also a leopard print purse but I think I might have donated that. I’m not sure. If there’s anything else missing, I don’t know what it could be.

I’m thrilled to see that they’re going to be resuming abortions again in Texas and butting the fuck out of a woman’s personal decision but at the same time, I don’t trust it. I think they’re always going to fuck with women as long as they exist just like they do with the GLBT community.

23andMe told me that I have a gene that makes me likely to be lactose intolerant. They got that right but it’s not as bad as it used to be.

Took a survey for Replika that promises a $20 gift card within 15 to 30 business days but I wouldn’t be surprised if I didn’t get it. So many people don’t follow through and you know nothing comes that easy to us and how something up there doesn’t want me making money.

I’m all for not lying about who or what we are but if I get any shit again about not working, I could at least stretch the truth and say that I’m helping to train AI bots. I swear if you’re a woman, there’s no pleasing everyone. You get shit for something no matter what country you’re in. Here a woman is just “wonderful” if she chooses careers over kids but it’s the opposite in countries like India who whine about overpopulation while they’re at it. It’s so true that a man can do no wrong no matter what country he’s in but someone’s always got a problem with women depending on where she is. Oh well. Sooner or later I really am going to hit 67. But then I’d probably just get shit for not volunteering.

Andy sent me a link to Mewe, a new place for those who hate Facebook. Tom said to be careful because there were a lot of those types of sites popping up for white supremacists. So I checked and the first review I pulled up suggested it is for people like anti-vaxxers, theorists, and white supremacists.

It’s OK to dislike some groups such as I do but it’s not OK to form groups that promote violence against them and I don’t want to join any groups that advocate for that shit. I’m not “superior” just because some groups have more than a few bad apples in them. Also, I’m just not into social media in the way Andy is but I told him to let me know what it’s like if he joins.

I just wish this world wasn’t full of sensitive little pussies and people could get it through their thick skulls that not everybody can agree on the same things and believe in the same things. That’s OK, too. It’s not OK to try to control others and make them like you. Yet if you don’t have anything to say that most people want to hear, they will practically lynch you for it while claiming freedom of expression in America and all that bullshit. I mean look at all the asterisks I have to replace with swears. I don’t even have the right to swear in a private email. Or a supposedly private email. Can’t swear in my own journal, can’t do anything, yet we continue to call ourselves the land of the free? Could have fooled me!

Another thing about Facebook is they get the wrong idea quite often and assume something is about hate or suicide when it’s not. I posted a meme with some idiot working on a rooftop with a rope around their neck and a sarcastic quote saying something like, “There you go. Safety first!”

Well, Facebook removed it thinking I was promoting suicide. Then there was another time when I made a comment on a news article criticizing Ilhan Omar’s hate for Jews and of course that’s being “hateful” when in fact I was simply stating the facts. But again, when people don’t wanna hear it, it’s either a lie or hate or some BS thing like that. Especially if you say anything negative about blacks or Muslims. I just don’t understand the support and favoritism of these people. Will sexism and reverse discrimination ever end?

Small planes and helicopters continue to be less frequent than at the old place but the commercial planes are still ridiculous. Same shit as at the other place. They start up shortly after 5 or 6 in the morning and don’t stop until 11 or midnight. As I said, it’s just fucking ridiculous.