cultchylde

I've done essentially nothing all day. My great accomlishmnts of the day include:
Updating my wishlist (it had a bunch of 2g stuff)
Making coffee
Consuming coffee
Writing a free-flow poem
Folding up my bedding


I haven't even showered yet. Since I haven't been getting too many hour at the hauling company recently, I'm starting my caregiver job over in the East Bay. Ashley has worked for the guy before and says he's pretty cool. He's into some good music, and is a junk food addict. Ash says that I'll have to be trained to do essentially everything for him, since his RA is really advanced. Oh well, as long as he has a cool personality, I can deal. Don't mind helping him as long as he's not an asshole. It'll definately be more difficult than when I was working for Tom as a caregiver. He could do almost anything, I just had to do laundry and cook and do his dishes, since he couldn't stand up for long periods of time. The thing that I hated the most, working for Tom, was cataloguing his music collection. It was so fucking boring. The guy had thousands of tapes, CD, and vinyl. I liked the fact that I could borrow any album, or listen to anything of his while I worked, but it was just a pain in the ass.

I suppose that I should jump in the shower now. Make myself smell all pretty.