October 12, 1996 (not sure on the date – the entry was undated. I was still housesitting for Mike, so probably not far off.)

Maggie and I are thinking about moving to Broadmoor. It really hurts in a way, but it feels comfortable. I talked to James tonight. I really called to see if they were going out and she was just blow me off again. She said she’s coming over tomorrow night Yeah, right. Let’s see what comes up then. I’m just gonna stop believing her when she says something. That’s shitty, but I’m tired of being let down. James said I’m still relying to much on her to make me happy. The thing is she’s completely inconsiderate of my feelings. I would never treat her the way she’s treating me. That’s probably the whole problem. Well, I’m gonna quit calling her and acting so desperate. I have myself for doing the things I do. We’re supposed to go shopping and stuff tomorrow, but I just want to cuss at her and tell her what a bitch I think she’s being and how I’ve had it with her shit. Too bad I’m such a wimp.

My Granny sent me $35 today in the mail. That’s so sweet. I can’t believe I’ve been here two nights by myself. That’s pretty cool. I’m not even really wanting anyone to be here.