Had not too bad of a day today. Started out not so good. Dan came knocking at my door at 8 in the morning asking to use the phone to phone Bob. I got pissed. I know it's because he got payed and spent all his money on crack, and then he wants to run to Bob to help bail him out. Every weekend it's the same thing. We were sitting outside Friday and I was telling him that's what he was going to do, and he should give his money to someone so he wouldn't. I always tell him, but he does the same thing. I told him tho that he better not be knocking on my door at that time, especially on my day off. You wanna get high, go do it, but don't bother me with the aftermath. I don't want anything to do with that. Just a waste of time to me. Work so hard all week just to blow it up in smoke in a little while. Yea, a real good time that is. I'm seeing that this is a part of the problem for me here. I don't have anyone sensible around me. Everybody is fucked up in some way around here. I don't mind people in recovery, but most of these people have no clue about that. I invited Marty over to have some dinner. I felt a little sorry for him because his partner kicked him out, and he had to find another place. I gave him Bob's number, so now he's renting a room on Victoria St. He has a dog too that's with him. I'm not sure what kind of dog, but it's a good bread. Really strong looking, but he's gentle. Marty came over and I had a hard time trying to get a conversation going. Finally just gave him a plate of food. He only ate a little and then I notice he's nodding out. With a lite cigarette in his hand. I woke him up and told him he had to go. I figured it was because he's comming off pills. I asked him how long it's been and he said two days, so that confirmed what I thought. That seems to be the way it is around here. Everybody is using something, and their fucked up. What they say isn't the truth, and they think their fooling you. It's more sensible just being with my cats, and vthat's what I end up doing. Staying in my place with the cats. That's pretty bad. Not being with my cats, but just not having anyone sensible around. The only people I have is the people I've met here on D.S. It's alright tho, I guess. Just not what I would consider normal. Anyway, aside from that, the day went well. My place is still a mess from the drywall compound dust. I'm fixing the wall and the sanding made dust everywhere. Just a pain in the ass. All I have left to do is prime it, and paint it. Hopefully the coulor Bob got will match. Otherwise I'll have to paint the whole wall. Got so much food in the fridge that I started giving some to the others that live here. Mostly I give them the left overs that I know will just sit there until I throw it out. I'de rather see someone eat it than throw it out. I hate wasting food. They were really happy with it, so that's good all around. Looked up a recipe today for banana bread. Found one that was easy, but a little dry for me. I love when they are moist. Anyway, it is good. I love that bread. My mom used to make it, and we would eat it as fast as it came out of the oven. Yesterday I blanched all the vegetables I got at the farmers market, and froze them. I'm fully stocked up with food now, have my bills all payed up. Even payed some of the next one that will come. The rent is payed, and work is going good. Sounds a little good to be true, but I'm going to make the best of it. I want to start looking at getting my licence back. That would help out a lot. There's lots of good jobs out there, but you need a car. Getting my licence would also make my job more secure. anyway, aside from that, it was a pretty quiet day here. Carlo's was inside his room recooperating from partying with Dan, and blowing all their money. Never heard Karl screaming today. That is really weird. He always is screaming about something. anyway, it was nice and quiet for a change around here. Thank you Lord for everything your doing for me. Amen.