Convergent

My formerly-homeless buddy brought me pancakes shortly after I arrived in town this morning. He volunteers as a cook at a church nearby, the food of which is given to the homeless. He has been a regular volunteer at another church as well, again feeding the homeless.

Typical Volunteer Hottie

My formerly-homeless buddy's lifestyle has changed significantly since he moved into the dormitory in Chinatown. He only visits the public library once per week. He has been riding the bus around the island nearly everyday, simply to benefit from the air conditioning. No longer is he spending lots of money on computers and other gadgets. On the positive side, he has been able to sleep longer and better since the dormitory is fairly quiet.

I have postponed the submission of the rental application for the Chinatown dormitory, mostly because of the dismal condition of the place. I will most likely deliver it this week. I have no medical appointments, but I must go to the diagnostic laboratory for more blood work on Tuesday.

What exactly is keeping me from just moving to the dungy dormitory in Chinatown? My life is essentially over. No babe is going to come around. My investment accounts will just continue to dwindle. And, Slob Manor (read: rental housing) will never improve unless the quality of the tenants improve. Never going to happen.

I have exhausted the list of good "mainstream flicks to view. My microscopic hurdy-gurdy video library (HGVL) is of no value. There are few Net sites that I care to visit, so Net access is not an issue. There's just nothing left for me but to succumb to dereliction. Sheesh!