My mom did call yesterday but she didn’t go to the store. She said Friday or Saturday. She definitely didn’t go today so we’ll see if she does tomorrow. My first birthday card came, from Pap Pap. Last year he didn’t send me one, and my mom said he might have remember this year since he had just been visiting Aunt Nita in Louisiana. My mom also said she’s going to apply to be a security guard at the nursing home near here. I said I thought you needed experience for something like that, and she said she’s going to ask her old boss to lie for her.

She managed to upset me even more yesterday. She mentioned the cake again, and I told her Cynthia said she doesn’t have any cake pans. She said maybe she could find someone else to borrow from. Then I said there was something else she could do for me instead, if she wanted to. The only reason I brought it up, or even thought of it, was because she suggested it a couple weeks ago. So I asked if she would ask Randy to take us to Red Lobster for my birthday. I knew she wouldn’t be happy about it, even though she’s the one that mentioned it first. She probably doesn’t even remember it because she says a lot of shit she never intends to follow through with. She said she’d think about it, and I was sure the answer would be no. Not more than an hour later she called back she said there was no way. I just said fine, and that seemed to piss her off for some reason. She said “you don’t understand, he only wants one thing, and I can’t do it” and that we’d go to Eat n Park for breakfast or lunch for my birthday (even if she does intend to follow through, there’s no way I’m going). She’s such a fucking moron. I expected her to say no, I expected it because she’s selfish. But that’s not why she said no, she said no because that white trash bastard told her to. She’s so worthless. I hate weak people in general, but I really hate weak women. There is no excuse for being a weak woman. And yes, I do know it was because of him. I could tell by the sound of her voice. I could also tell by the fact she called back so quickly. I didn’t expect to hear from her again until the next day or the day after. But she felt the need to call right back. That’s because she mentioned it to him (the psycho bastards name is Walt) and he told her no. I immediately knew it was his doing. After all the shit he’s pulled, and the way he called her all the freaking time. Like the last time we were out with Randy (at Red Lobster in fact) she was texting the entire time. She just kept getting text and after text. The same thing every other time. A call at 12:10 in the morning. Then again at 12:25, then another at 1:40. Or a text. The few times she was home her phone was binging with texts all night long. She’s such a fucking idiot for putting up with this. Not just putting up with it, for allowing it. He even got angry when she kept going to the bar where she met him, like she wasn’t allowed to be there anymore now that she was “taken”.

When I told Cynthia she thought the same thing I did, I didn’t even have to say it. The white trash bastard has been asking to meet her too. WTF. She has nothing to do with him. Like when my mom started practically living with him after knowing him for about a month, he kept asking her when he was going to meet me. Cynthia has already said she doesn’t want him in the house, and she’s angry my mom let him know where she lives because she doesn’t trust him because he’s so obsessive. Cynthia also said we could go to Red Lobster with Karen (probably a cousin, this is a big family, lot of cousins). I told her she didn’t have to. Going to Eat n Park with Cynthia is one thing, but Red Lobster is more expensive. But today she said Karen would take us next week. At least Cynthia is nice to me. I doubt if Pap Pap gave me money, and even if he did my mom possibly took it, despite when she first said the card came she kept repeating that she didn’t open it (meaning she did?). But I’ll try to take some money with me, because I definitely want their Chocolate Wave cake. The best chocolate cake I’ve ever had. It’s warm, gooey, and very, very, chocolatey. But after the entree I’d feel even worse asking her to buy me desert too.

Luckily my cat is doing better because I don’t want to send her back down there. She didn’t go to the bathroom or drink any water for over 30 hours. Then finally she did use the litter box, and drank a little bit of water. She’s gone to the bathroom twice since then, but I still haven’t seen her drink any more water. I’m just going to have to keep pointing it out to her. She’s under the bed right now. It’s so freaking hot today. 91 with 59% humidity, and 75 dew point. I feel like I’m in a rain forest.

Oh, and I saw a planet early this morning, around 1-2 AM. I tried to find out what it was, but there are 4 visible ones right now, and there’s no way for me to tell which is which. It was the only thing I saw in the sky, and it was very bright.