Savant got hired by a cleaning company yesterday. Job requirements were: two hands and still breathing! His ability to fulfill the requirements, lands him the cherry job of cleaning out bio-hazard boxes on the grave-yard shift at a couple of local medical centers. He's so happy to be part of the American work force, even if he is doing the dirty work. He has been so sick of being bored and moneyless. He has been driving for a few weeks now. So we're really happy for him and the progress he is making.
Last night was his first night and he forgot to take his P.M. meds with him. I was up at midnight when he got home and he was slipping into the mental danger zone. He took his meds then, but he was just going to have to ride it out until they kicked in.
God, please stop chewing the fat with Bush, and end all suffering.
Please?
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