dear holding me up diary,
catastrophic differences, that is what we have here. i have no reason to stand by any other beliefs but my own and that is what i fully intend on doing now- and from now on. i mean- i cant honestly be thought to defend, or drum up a defense otherwise and even iffin i did- it would be all but worthless or meaningless- and pretty much a waste of your time AND mine. so no, i'm not into wasting time today- or tomorrow- but i do have a block i could offer up next week- if you need it- but not for that- for anything but that. i sold tadpoles door to door as a child- promising they'd turn in to magic frogs one day. only mrs. swanson bought one. she paid me a quarter. i gave her two, for being my very first (and only) customer. soon after (and somehow) my mother found out what i was up to and came and got me in the ford granada. she took me home and made kraft deluxe macaroni and cheese, which i ate on my raggedy ann and andy plate with raised edges, and she swatted my ass and sent me upstairs to bed for a well deserved (and needed) nap. i saw mrs. swanson down at the pond with my mom, LAUGHING, turning all my tadpoles loose into the water through my window while i was supposed to be sleeping. even the ones mrs. swanson had just bought. and they were JUST getting ready to turn into magic frogs.
catastrophic differences, that is what we have here. i have no reason to stand by any other beliefs but my own and that is what i fully intend on doing now- and from now on. i mean- i cant honestly be thought to defend, or drum up a defense otherwise and even iffin i did- it would be all but worthless or meaningless- and pretty much a waste of your time AND mine. so no, i'm not into wasting time today- or tomorrow- but i do have a block i could offer up next week- if you need it- but not for that- for anything but that. i sold tadpoles door to door as a child- promising they'd turn in to magic frogs one day. only mrs. swanson bought one. she paid me a quarter. i gave her two, for being my very first (and only) customer. soon after (and somehow) my mother found out what i was up to and came and got me in the ford granada. she took me home and made kraft deluxe macaroni and cheese, which i ate on my raggedy ann and andy plate with raised edges, and she swatted my ass and sent me upstairs to bed for a well deserved (and needed) nap. i saw mrs. swanson down at the pond with my mom, LAUGHING, turning all my tadpoles loose into the water through my window while i was supposed to be sleeping. even the ones mrs. swanson had just bought. and they were JUST getting ready to turn into magic frogs.