Seagrams 7 Started It All.

So I wallowed in a bottle Segrams 7 at Glenn’s house after this afternoon. The places I filled out waiting lists for were not what I expected. They were very old hotels converted into apartment buildings. Actually very historic buildings, but not what I expected. But I have to work with the system. And that means take what I can get in the beginning. And just deal with it. That’s just how it goes!

Back to Glenn’s. I really don’t know why I went there since they were dealing with their own shit. (Oh yeah I went for the whiskey) Which I walked in on, right into the middle of it. But I went right to the bottle and poured a drink. Not much in the bottle but enough. And I sat down, but I should have left, but Glenn had this snarky expression on his face, like he wanted me to stay. So that’s what I did.

Well it didn’t go well. They must have been in a heavy conversation and I probably shouldn’t have stayed. But I stayed and became a part of the conversation, not a good Idea. Because eventually I was in the middle. And Glenn’s snarky look was somewhat happy. But I continued to drink my shots and converse with Glenn. Trying to get him out of the house, but he wouldn’t budge. He was probably waiting for the other Glen to get his act together and they would head out. They play this dance constantly, which is strange. But it’s always. It’s definitely noticeable. Anyone could see that dance goes on often. On and on. But I guess they’ve been doing this for a while.

The moral of this story was I wanted Glenn to go out for drinks with me and possibly have dinner. But he would have to pay. And I don’t think he was up to that. Since they were in the middle of their dance. So I left and came to Starbucks and got a quad iced, in a venti cup, with heavy cream, and 4 classic pumps. And here I am writing. You see when your short on funds not everyone comes to your rescue. But I’m happy here. Starbucks has always been my refuse. It’s a safe environment! And I can always just hang. I count on the baristas to always be there.

Sadly tomorrow I have to make some serious financial decisions for the month of August. I’m very torn with these decisions. But I have to think of Frank and of course Lucas. We are the priorities for now.

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I Feel Frozen !

After my session today I’m not sure what I toke away. But I headed to “broadway plaza” apts and filled out an apt but became disillusioned as I left. I realized that I may have to take a studio/hotel style room if I want to get into the system. It was on Hollywood and Vine , quite a busy intersection. But at least there was a Starbucks and a “trader joes”. What am I thinking, do I take a unit that gets me in the system or refuse it. It’s on the right side of town. But not the right apt. But hey they haven’t given me an offer yet, so take a breathe and see what happens. There are a few that are similar to this one so what and see.

Depression is a Risk Factor for Dementia, New Research Says

This makes sense……!

TIME

The link between depression and dementia is puzzling for researchers. Many studies have noticed a correlation between the two diseases and a 2013 review of 23 studies of about 50,000 older men and women reported that older adults suffering from depression were more than twice as likely to develop dementia and 65% more likely to develop Alzheimerโ€™s. But these have often only been associations. The newest study, published Wednesday in the journal Neurology, takes it further. The researchers believe that their findings, while not definitive, show that depression is in fact an independent risk factor for dementiaโ€”and not the other way around.

Researchers looked at 1,764 people with no memory problems around age 77 and followed them for about eight years. They discovered that people with mild cognitive decline as well as people with dementia were likely to have higher levels of depression symptoms before they were diagnosedโ€ฆ

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