dear slow day fast night diary,
yup. slow day. didn't do about shit but went to walmart and that's about it. talked to my dad for a bit. watered my ferns. you should see them. one word- WOW. my hostas are blooming. my mums are thinking about blooming. my jade tree is coming out of its funk. my cactus are doing great, quick SHOUT OUT TO THE GOAT- i haven't thought about you in a while. i always think about the goat when i think about hoover dam. don't ask- don't tell. don't worry- i wont. when i go out there this next time i want to see that new bridge they got built and finished. i saw it when they were starting the bitch way back in 2000, then i saw it in 2007 when it was not even half way done, and now i want to see that sucker now. we got pulled over last time i was there. it fucking sucked. but it was cool. i cant remember why exactly, but it was for something dumb i did. prolly the smoke coming from the windows of the mustang. fuck that car was fast. no tickets and i got to keep my stash. whew. i could text the goat while i am going over the damn dam, but he'd just get the wrong idea and besides, i don't know if he accepts messages from the dark side anymore. so i prolly wont. in fact, i know i wont.
yup. slow day. didn't do about shit but went to walmart and that's about it. talked to my dad for a bit. watered my ferns. you should see them. one word- WOW. my hostas are blooming. my mums are thinking about blooming. my jade tree is coming out of its funk. my cactus are doing great, quick SHOUT OUT TO THE GOAT- i haven't thought about you in a while. i always think about the goat when i think about hoover dam. don't ask- don't tell. don't worry- i wont. when i go out there this next time i want to see that new bridge they got built and finished. i saw it when they were starting the bitch way back in 2000, then i saw it in 2007 when it was not even half way done, and now i want to see that sucker now. we got pulled over last time i was there. it fucking sucked. but it was cool. i cant remember why exactly, but it was for something dumb i did. prolly the smoke coming from the windows of the mustang. fuck that car was fast. no tickets and i got to keep my stash. whew. i could text the goat while i am going over the damn dam, but he'd just get the wrong idea and besides, i don't know if he accepts messages from the dark side anymore. so i prolly wont. in fact, i know i wont.
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