An 18-year old level 3 sex offender recently moved into a house 3 blocks away from my work.
Work is slow, I think I’ve mastered solitaire, freecell, and hearts.
I volunteered at a church carnival on Halloween in the pouring rain which was fun, but I don’t think it helped me in recovering from a cold.
I broke the fax machine while trying to fix it, so I taped it back together. Hopefully no one will notice.
I’m very excited for Christmas, this year I am going to get everyone everything they want.
I’m going to Oregon again this weekend. Visiting the old peoples home is fulfilling for me.
My dog knows more than a handful of commands. Kisses, dance, spin, sit, go get it, jump, down, go get (your bear, or any other toy) hopefully he will learn "no poops in the house". One of the only times he gets angry or jumps on me is when I eat fruit and refuse to give him any. He rings a bell to go potty, and when he really needs to go he occasionally bites the bell and shakes it. He eats tofu, and will do anything for a cheerio.
My arthritis is doing really good.
I shouldn’t have said that, I’ll probably be gimping around by tomorrow.
My mom has cooked a pie every night for the last 4 nights. Where they go I don’t think I’ll ever know.
I really like talking to old people. Especially the ones with Alzheimer’s, even though they may not get everything out the way they used to, I love hearing what they have to say.
I hate Macy’s.
Hookah and a bunch of friends is a good time.
The sun is in my eyes, and I can’t see a damn thing. |