Looks like the welfare bums are going to get us both sick this time around. Yes, unfortunately, Tom has the same sore throat I had which really sucks. See, I knew for two reasons that I didn’t get what I had from him. First, it was too many days after he got sick that I got sick, and coincidentally, I got sick right after seeing Scot, so that’s the second time those welfare bums have gotten me sick and now he’s sick, too. The cold he had was fairly easy on him, but this won’t be. If it is the same thing, he’s really in for a hell of a long, sore throat, the poor guy! Like I said, I really thought I was infected.

Anyway, even though I’d had just 6 hours of sleep and woke up tired, I couldn’t go back to sleep. It didn’t take me long to perk up, though. I watered the plants and did some cleaning. Soon, I’ll exercise.

As I figured would be the case, Scot didn’t show up. No, he’s going to wait till I’m asleep or at least till we’re both home. I wasn’t kidding when I said God really wanted to use these welfare bums to whip my ass good with. So much so that I still don’t know to this day how I managed to get out of the work and class issue, much less get the privilege of now only having to report just once a month.

Tom didn’t get to the racetrack today. Instead, he went shopping. He hit the mall and checked out a used car sale, as well as bought some things we needed around the house. He even got a cheap cell phone for us to try out. If we like the service, we’ll get an additional phone and shut down the regular one.