I heard a little thump at 4:30 yesterday morning, checked the cam, and saw Ray throw a suitcase in his backseat and then take off. I wonder if he only came down because something was going on down here or if maybe he put his house up for sale and it sold quicker than expected and is going back to clean it out. Could be that the different vehicle he drove this time was actually a rental.

I’m still trying to figure out if Kim is just that stupid or she just doesn’t give a shit because she really doesn’t seem to have a clue what too much content means. First, she hit me with a long rambling message, as usual, barely 2 hours after I sent her a message and then I got a long rambling email filled with journal entries pretty much telling me the same things. Never once did she ask if it was too much or at least say she hoped it wasn’t. And everything is all about that fucking bigot Bob she works for! She’s as obsessed with him as she was with June. I’m not sure what gets more annoying, being asked the same questions over and over or hearing about the same damn people time and time again that I don’t know or care about. Why does she think I need to see her and Bob’s email exchanges? I don’t give a shit, and that should be between them anyway.

Speaking of my own journal entries, I came across another one in the 90s that tells me both my parents had high cholesterol and not just Dad.

I stopped the B-12 because it started messing with my stomach like B-complex did and didn’t seem to be giving me much more energy anyway. It’s too soon to judge the Rhodiola rosea, but it might have given me a little bit of energy and boosted my mood a tiny bit as well.