And it was more than a kiss--we totally made out!!! It was amazing, Journal. I can't feel guilty, she looked so happy! 

Dear Journal, I couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Mac painting in her grass skirt and coconut top--whew that coconut top!--I just had to kiss her! 

Mr. P. said it was cold where he was before, but that's all he would say. I told him he'd never have to go back there. 

I must admit THIS place drives me a little crazy sometimes--I can't imagine being somewhere worse! 

Journal, today I saw Mr. P. congratulate Captain Hickory for moving in here. If they're happy to be here, where they were before must have been awful! 

Mac certainly does like to relish her own smell. Luckily she showers before slipping into bed with me. It's driving me crazy to have her so close, but I don't want to hurt her. 

Well, I risked it and got some windows with my next paycheck. The residents were obsessed with them at first, but got used to them. See, they can so handle windows! 

I think the Nutts know now that I will always come back when I go to work. And now I'm on a day schedule, so I don't worry quite as much. Still waiting for that medical job, Journal . . .  

Well, Vidcund Curious came over to hassle Coco after she supposedly spied on him with the telescope, but I don't think that was the bad thing Coco was afraid of happening. 

Hey, just as long as you guys just look and don't touch! 

Looks like I'm not the only one who likes to watch Mac painting in her undies . . .  

She said she was going to go look for the thing that was coming to get her so she could get it first! That sounded to me like a (relatively) healthy way of dealing with her fears. 

She was even too upset to obsessively take out the trash like she always does. Poor Coco, I wish I could help her. 

But despite the nicer surroundings, Coco was still upset about something. She kept saying that something terrible was going to happen. 

I think it looks pretty nice. I don't have enough for wallpaper in the bedrooms yet, but at least we have carpets in there now! Maybe living in a nicer environment will help the Nutts get better. 

Oh Jotnal, I almost forgot to mention, I made enough money to get us some wallpaper and flooring!!! Hazel was so excited that she made us all hamburgers and called us her "kids." 

I tried to tell Hazel that Pistachio couldn't be reading her diary while he was asleep, but she didn't believe me. I think Pistachio's theories are rubbing off on her. 

Journal, Mac came and slept with me again the other night. Nothing happened, but it just felt so good to be close to her. How could that be wrong? 

Hazel still loves her romance novel. I think she's reading it over for the second time. She says the guy in the novel, "Burke," is actually her long lost husband. Ooooh-Kayyyy. 

And Coco got back to her OCD ways, which I guess means she's back to "normal"? Normal for Coco anyway. 

Pistachio stopped worrying and went out to look through the telescope, for THEM, he said. 

I came to, though, when I heard the familiar sound of my dear Mac "expressing herself" in her own way! She's so great--looks like a princess, but is so down to earth! 

However, I was so exhausted from a long night of police work and then dealing with getting the residents back on track that I passed out on the dirt floor! 

Hazel even made pancakes on her own! I was very impressed! 

After the groceries came, I baked up a batch of toaster pastries for everybody and they all seemed to be doing much better.