dear reduce, reuse, and recycle diary,
don't take that home to mother. i ain't. don't worry. i haven't been by there in a minute. i really need to go. the thing is- in order to get out there- i gotta drive out past the field of fine goats that aren't fine anymore. so i just haven't been. and that's wrong and i feel bad. im going to change that directly- if not sooner. why should i care what i have to drive past to get to my mom? right? that's stupid. later today- i will do that. i feel better. im getting ready to eat chicken gravy and a biscuit. want some? oh man its good stuff in the middle of the night. i guess i really was more hungry than i thought. now i could go all night. go where- i dunno- but i could go. i wanna learn how to square dance. i wonder if anyone knows how to do that anymore. my momma used to know how to square dance. i think it would be cool. i wanna go dive with the sharks in atlanta too- i think that's where they are- at the aquarium. i gotta pick out a vacation soon or it ain't gunna happen. so i dunno. i need to johnny get on that. my idea of a vacation is to go do what i like to do- and i don't see why we cant just go do that. but no, no no no, no no no, nobody wants to go watch me do a show and get paid and eat and come home. fucking that's a good vacation. i think. wtf. go see marylin monroe's tomb- go to farmers market- eat at canter's- stay a coupla nights- go to pink's- do some laundry- visit with raul- go see aunt evelyn- VaCaTiON! nobody listens to ME! venice beach? damn. cheap date. come home with more than we left with COME ON shit. im not burnt out yet.
don't take that home to mother. i ain't. don't worry. i haven't been by there in a minute. i really need to go. the thing is- in order to get out there- i gotta drive out past the field of fine goats that aren't fine anymore. so i just haven't been. and that's wrong and i feel bad. im going to change that directly- if not sooner. why should i care what i have to drive past to get to my mom? right? that's stupid. later today- i will do that. i feel better. im getting ready to eat chicken gravy and a biscuit. want some? oh man its good stuff in the middle of the night. i guess i really was more hungry than i thought. now i could go all night. go where- i dunno- but i could go. i wanna learn how to square dance. i wonder if anyone knows how to do that anymore. my momma used to know how to square dance. i think it would be cool. i wanna go dive with the sharks in atlanta too- i think that's where they are- at the aquarium. i gotta pick out a vacation soon or it ain't gunna happen. so i dunno. i need to johnny get on that. my idea of a vacation is to go do what i like to do- and i don't see why we cant just go do that. but no, no no no, no no no, nobody wants to go watch me do a show and get paid and eat and come home. fucking that's a good vacation. i think. wtf. go see marylin monroe's tomb- go to farmers market- eat at canter's- stay a coupla nights- go to pink's- do some laundry- visit with raul- go see aunt evelyn- VaCaTiON! nobody listens to ME! venice beach? damn. cheap date. come home with more than we left with COME ON shit. im not burnt out yet.
