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8-21-00 - 2 50 pm

so last night, as i was in someone elses place of sleep, i wrote this long beautiful poetic heart tearing entry.

about walmart.

and before i was done, right as i was typing the last few lines, the damn machine shut down on me.

so i let it go.

yall truly missed out.

highlights included:

we found ourselves at super giant big long extreme walmart.

yes, extreme walmart.

walmart with dirt paths and cliffs and youve gotta rock climb a sheer rock face fifty feet to get that 3 gallon bubble bottle.

extreme where you slip in the aisles not because of water or drool but from blood from the last poor customer.

THERE IS NOTHING TO DO IN THIS TOWN.

i miss people.

i miss the girl.

and now im working weekends. saturdays, to be exact.

cause yall know how im all about exactness.

my dad came by today. said "have you eaten?"

i replied "yeah"

"today?"

"yes."

damn people are worried about me.

and i dont think they should be. neither should you.

if you were.

cause, yes, i did eat today. and yes im gonna eat again today.

and, yes, im taking my pills.

i thought a lot last night.

couldnt get to sleep, you see.

i hate hopsitals and doctors.

well, not hate. but i never wanna go into another one or visit another one long as i live.

bad experiences?

yes and no.

i once got in a gang fight on church grounds.

nothing serious, mind you.

serious as in weapons of any sort other than feet and fists.

but if that doesnt send me to hell, nothing will.

can yall tell im just killing time here?

THERE IS NOTHING TO DO IN THIS TOWN.

maybe i should go out and get amongst people and use my charm to... charm... them.

yeah.

ill be around later.

email me people, im so fricking bored.

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