I could’ve easily slept till 9:00 or later, but the blacks and Mexicans said I had to get up at 6:00. Couldn’t pull myself out of bed till 7:00, though. Tomorrow’s gonna be a bitch, having to get up at 5:30. Thursday I’m gonna sleep till I wake up naturally, even if that means sleeping till 10:00 or later, then having to back my schedule up once again for the doctor’s appointment next Tuesday.

Although there’s still more trash to remove and things to gather up, the yard looks the best it’s looked since we came here. Good. I’m sick of living like filthy, dumpy Mexicans.

We keep setting the bird clock, yet it keeps quitting on us, so I give up. It’s just another one of our things that has to be broken. It keeps time just fine. It’s the birds that don’t chirp. Well, I was never much of a bird fan to begin with.

Tom gave me his wheel mouse and it’s the best mouse I ever had. Better than my old wheel mouse, cuz I can reach the buttons easier.