HOUSE #3

I had a call back to be a construction guy again, but when we checked-in, we got put in a gown.  I was rolled around on a wheelchair and it was actually pretty cool because it seemed like my plantar fasciitis really kicked in today.  I wonder if it was because of the 5.5 miles yesterday?  Probably.

Then I got in my construction outfit.  They didn't use me though, so I spent some time chillin' and talking to another construction guy Luie.  He's Dominican, probably the only one I've ever known.  He's a cool cat, a b-boy and he seems so focused and working to get work.

We broke early so I had a few hours before seeing Ashley.  It was that time to catch up and smoke some trees.  I went to a shop right on 9th and La Brea just south of Wilshire.  It was low on the totem pole.  I wasn't impressed at all with the Skywalker even though it was recommended.  It was badly cured, lacked color and wasn't dense.  But it was just $35.  So for some people, herb is herb and it doesn't really matter.  But for me, it does.

Then I drove home and watched some tv.  I'm booked for I Hate My Teenage Daughter at WB tomorrow so I couldn't really stay up late.  But the call time was pushed back half an hour.  Since we're shooting in front of a live audience, I have a feeling it's going to be a long day.  Still, no matter what, I can't fall asleep until at least 1AM.  Thankfully, I had some time to cat nap today and it sure helped though it didn't feel good at all.