Today went pretty well I guess. The battery ran out on my phone, the one day everybody tries to call me. My 2O'clock rescheduled for 6, but I finally got a security deposit - they moved in last nov.
We evicted one non-payer, and she tried to get her boyfriend to come do a driveby, but Anna talked him out of it
I spent the day at court #1 and the prosecutor's office. The local gangster who tried to kill me a few years ago has been convicted on 4 counts of murder, with sentencing coming up, so I will get to
have input. He was tried as an adult and will get many years.
Regular readers, both of you, may recall I started this as an art therapy thing - nearly getting killed, and some other hassles, had made my depression flare up. I gave myself a rest cure and have
been doing a little better lately. I still hallucinate being an aardvark, or was it being a lawyer?
