191st day sober. I took two gadgets apart for parts last night, and by the time I had things all lined up to list on Ebay it was late and I was literally wondering if I was going to fall asleep in my chair so I went to bed.
Taking the stuff apart was fun, though, and I put the scrap metal out just as the rain was starting so that was pretty convenient. A guy in a little red pickup truck came by eventually and scarfed the stuff up. It's funny watching this one guy pick up scrap on his bike, because he can usually barely carry it, but it's nice when someone who's an actual worker and not a crackhead zombie comes by with a vehicle and grabs the stuff.
I'm just naturally biased against zombies, of course. Some zombie had left two shopping carts piled high with the kind of random junk zombies collect, right next to the trash enclosure. But yesterday I noticed they'd been moved, and were now at the far corner of the parking lot and back under the bushes was a zombie, heavily tattooed and wearing a soiled safety vest which strangely made the zombie blend in with the trees etc better, was staggering around. Eventually it took off with one of the carts and may be back for the other soon.
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