I just got off the phone with Mud. It sounds like he’s had a rough few days, or whatever. He wasn’t miserable, he was just in an Eeyore mood. Poor guy. I wish I was there…. but I exerted my Pisces suction ability and tried to suck the negative emotion and tiredness through the phone. Do you think such things actually work? If people can suck positive energy out of me, can I suck negative energy out of them? I can’t wait to see him. We obviously need to discuss some things … I’m just… He mentioned his cell phone bill was huge. I can only imagine. Figure twelve hours on the phone, times sixty minutes, times my rate of $0.30 per minute, and it would’ve added a couple hundred dollars to his phone bill that he wasn’t expecting. And that’s only a guesstimate.

Anyway. I miss him tonight.

In an interesting turn of events, everyone knows how completely fascinated I’ve become by religion lately. I started reading the Bible on Thursday or Friday, afer discussions with Woodstock last week and the week before. I spent Monday night discussion religion, religious education, and “deal breaker” religious questions with AM2. Wednesday, Chicago and I exchanged opinions on religion for the better part of a day.

This afternoon, T. tells me she’s thinkig about Church again. And that she met a nun the other day. And I went, ohhhhh. That explains it! The co-brain is cohabiting, even though we’re 1800kms apart! I make her think of chicken and ice cream, she makes me think of religion. We can tell who has more sway, hmm?

Worked with Rico tonight. I can see where AM1 is fascinated by him, but why would you touch! He’s 25, but smart and cocky and very witty. I personally don’t think his butt is that fantastic, though AM1 mentioned it to me via text today. He’s a nice guy and all, but … Enh. My attention is being held elsewhere right now. For the record, Chicago, Curious1 is online and I’m not appearing online right now because I have no interest in talking to him.

Oh, and I did go to the gym this morning. TBG had me do leg cranks. This consists of 24 squats, followed by 24 lunges (12 on each side), followed by 24 jumping lunges or jumping scissors - whichever you want to call them (12 on each side), and then 12 jumping squats. And in between deciding that I had no intention of puking, I breathed a little, and repeated the exercise for a total of four sets. I can’t feel my quads right now.

And it’s 10:46, and I’m tired as hell. Hopefully I can get sleep tonight. I feel like someone needs me tonight. Everyone I’ve talked to today has needed me for something. To listen. To counsel. Just to be there so they can vent. Even my sister called me. Go figure. Maybe I’m picking up on Mud. Or maybe someone else. I don’t know. But…. I have to go to sleep. Lights out, brain off.