dear can you tell diary,
so can you tell that i am defective? i mean really. usually i am so damned ass perfect. i feel bad not giving you a hundred percent. ahahaha. the good news is... you know i wouldn't let you down now... the up side... the unibomber is having his birthday tomorrow and ima be a shitty sick mess for the celebration. that may sound mean to most of you- but let me assure you- it isn't. this little bobble head bitch has ruined, ima go way out on a skinny limb and not break it and say, honestly, a good fourteen of the twenty one birthdays of MINE we've had together, by being either intoxicated for the first five, or just his general self for the remaining sober nine- or gone- one or the other. there was a couple i think he was in jail for driving- but ida counted those as good ones. for many years, if we stayed together the six weeks between his birthday and mine- that would usually mean we'd be together the rest of the year- but not always. now that we're old it's weird. i never really thought much about getting old when we were young and now the kids are our age when we were dumb. yup. there is something way more wrong with me than a sore ass throat i'm afraid.
so can you tell that i am defective? i mean really. usually i am so damned ass perfect. i feel bad not giving you a hundred percent. ahahaha. the good news is... you know i wouldn't let you down now... the up side... the unibomber is having his birthday tomorrow and ima be a shitty sick mess for the celebration. that may sound mean to most of you- but let me assure you- it isn't. this little bobble head bitch has ruined, ima go way out on a skinny limb and not break it and say, honestly, a good fourteen of the twenty one birthdays of MINE we've had together, by being either intoxicated for the first five, or just his general self for the remaining sober nine- or gone- one or the other. there was a couple i think he was in jail for driving- but ida counted those as good ones. for many years, if we stayed together the six weeks between his birthday and mine- that would usually mean we'd be together the rest of the year- but not always. now that we're old it's weird. i never really thought much about getting old when we were young and now the kids are our age when we were dumb. yup. there is something way more wrong with me than a sore ass throat i'm afraid.