No life, no food, no ride. There's only so many times you can walk around a cul-de-sac to work on your tan under a hot Florida sun. I just finished taking a leak behind the front of this lopsided trailer, and a white car pulled into the driveway with a driver I don't know, so maybe the day will get interesting?

Or maybe not, it's gone now, guess I'll take another walk... I also haven't worked for three days, which means I haven't showered lately. I share a bathroom in the house with a young teen girl, and as such I avoid showers there. She's a sweet kid and doesn't need to compete with my old space.

Update: I filled my water cup in the kitchen and discovered a slice of cheesecake in the fridge, so I had dinner. I rode the single speed piece of shit bike with the low wobbly front wheel to the Dollar Store yesterday, and got a Jimmy Dean breakfast meal for dinner last night. Won't do that again, my legs still hurt.

There's a new dog visiting for a few days, and he joined in on the treat chain this morning. I'm down to four treats now, with five dogs, and no dog goes untreated on my watch, so I'll have to wait for the next Dollar Store trip.