It's funny; my conventional wisdom says Buddy would like to see me with hair and makeup done, wearing something a little spicy... but he seems most interested when I'm wearing my old straight leg jeans and a baggy t shirt, telling him stories about my life.
I think I'll tell him some Bible Handout highlights today, like the guy who brought us donuts, the MS-13 guy who wondered if "he" got a Bible (of course), and the carload of gangbangers smoking blunts all wanted a Bible each.
I'm always conscious there are others listening so I don't share anything too much, or, conversely, ask him about his personal life. He will share things sometimes and I follow up on them but I don't want him putting something out there someone might use against him.
I forgot to take my pain pills out of my vest so last night was white knuckling it with aspirin which actually did pretty well considering. I have a giant bottle of aspirin and not a bad idea to be taking it considering my family history of heart trouble.
My fit bit was acting up yesterday I'm going to try and work on it now. I'm not too worried, it was third hand so who knows what life it's had.
I want to find my "Nope, not going to happen" t shirt I like that a lot.
Found it. I got pretty sick (dizzy, weak) after I took my antidepressant; it happens sometimes. It's the price I pay is all.
Wearing straight leg jeans, a little face powder and eyeshadow (those seem to stay on even during very hot and active days), I will have my hair in a ponytail when I go home.
That's it for now.
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