June 22, 2011

back into my cage

dear one of those days diary,

i thought we were having a reasonable day, but turns out- we ain't. i cant even look at the unibomber today. we couldn't have the windows down in the car because the wind kept blowing his HAT off and all i could think about was his fucking harley in the garage and i cant ride in the fucking car with my WINDOW DOWN? well allrighty then. i mean, FUCK YOU, that's what i mean. then, if that ain't enough, he cant remember his way to a mailbox. lived here his WHOLE LIFE and cant remember where a free standing mailbox is in this town. fuck lunch. i lost my appetite. suddenly i felt full or rage.