Had a pretty good day. Worked with Bob, and didn't have much pain. I seem to be getting over the worst. Thank the Lord for that, and my real friends here. Bob offered me a job with him working on his rental places. he really wants to help me straighten out. Ihought about it for a bit and thought, "What the hell." He's a pretty good guy. Seen me at my worst, and at my best. he seems to really know about addictions, but in some differant ways. I like what he has to say. He doesn't try to impress or anything, just says the truth. He was an alcoholic about twenty years ago, but found a way out. i like being with him because he talks real. He's still nuts in lots of ways, but has a sincerity that's hard to find in most people. I like him, and I'm going to try this and see. Very differant tho. Now I don't come home until about ten or eleven. He's going to put me on a pay thats about the same as where I was working. I really don't miss that job. The chef was fucked from the begining. seemed to have a thing because I was a chef before too. Always seemed like he was looking for anyway to prove he was better. It was really uncomfortable there, but I did try hard. It was always like they were out to get me, and no, I know most addicts have a paranoia like this, but this was real. He was a real freaking nut from mars. Anyway, I can relax a bit now. The money will be there, and plus I think I'm going to have a good time with this. I can just be me, and I don't have to watch my back all the time. Thank You Lord.