going down? again?

dear training along diary,

there goes the train again and man i wish i was on that bitch eating a turkey club sandwich and ice tea with no sugar. i hate sugar in my tea and the other day the unibomber found a wire in his burrito at the mexican food place. so that sucked for him. all i got was rice, so i ate mine. he left,, which made dinner actually better anyway- afterall it was my birthday. it kinda did suck though, i had to be the one to complain and all that. so whatever. then he was hungry all night and i had to listen to him bellyache about being starved to death. whatever. what the fuck ever. you know we really are happy. yup. i tell myself that everyday. he's nice. someday he will get a haircut, but i will still call him the unibomber. i will never call him the troll though like the hero used to. he is not a troll because to me, he is not a doll. i think the hero was obsessed with the uniibomber the whole time and like the taste of him anyway- if you know what i am sayin. and i think you do. eww.