A funny thing happened the other day at work, we were washing windows at the University of Maryland Medical Center (which runs a Methadone clinic). When this women, clearly strung out, walking around outside the lobby, agitated, asks me for a quarter. I told her i didn't have one. She resumed walking around and started yelling shit. Then she comes back to me and asks if i knew a liquor store that was open; i told her i didn't know of one. (it was around 8am). She replied "They're putting me in de-tox today and i want to take a forty into that bitch." We laughed.
My debts from school, that have plagued me for years, are finally paid off. And Greg and I got the apartment in Reservoir Hill. We will move in on October 1st. (I'll post some pictures then).
Hope is a great feeling.