I am now ready to go back and be punctured for social equity and also, blood. Hard to be believe 8 weeks went by so fast.
Paul and I had a wonderful afternoon swapping lies and drinking Coulrophobia on his front deck. (Two decks and two bathrooms, now that’s an apartment). There’s actually a nice view, although frak me, nobody stops at any of those stop signs. He liked the beer so much he went back to the store for more. Then I gave him some salmon I cooked earlier this week for his dinner.
Buster has brought in from, and Jeff has removed to the great outdoors quantity one mouse.
7 hours total sleep and 3.1 with the cpap. Progress is being made.
There’s a job in craigslist asking if you can make starbucks coffee in a fast paste environment. Not sure I’d want to.
