Work is a roller coaster, and all according to the knob's mood. Stupid, stupid managing. Bob and I worked together today on both of our properties. His name is now chainsaw-Bob. He limbed some trees and cut back some shrubs. He limbed and cut back a lot. The homeless guy near Dravus and 15th exclaimed, "you cut the hell out of that! You might as well hit it with napalm next. No more drinking and pissing back there." Bob took that as a very good compliment.

That's right. No more drinking and pissing back there. As far as I lead a live and let live philosophy, I am sick of cleaning up after bums who make their nest in my landscaping. If I have a chance to raise the skirt on some shrubs and clear out some ivy from someone little corner, then I do. For one thing it looks better and another is that they have no qualms about leaving their bottles, cans, clothes, needles and shit behind. I'm just sick of cleaning up after them.

I'll finally run with the group again tomorrow. We had the cardiovascular test last night so I am not bound to studying as much as previous weeks, and Cougar is a great place to run. It'll be nice to get out and get moving.