dear shut the fuck up before i bust you upside your fuckin head diary,
my laptop is sitting on my palm size tub of hair gel because the fan is on the bottom and when it gets hot sitting on the bed it freezes up and wont do shit. so now i got smart while sitting here next to the two dogs who looked like wiener dogs until becky moved her ass so the grump could smell it. i sure am glad nobody wants to smell my ass anymore. the unibomber gives me all the privacy i ever wanted with my body and i have grown to appreciate that. i've really grown to appreciate that. when i wonder how much further into the future i can ride this appreciation and then i feel his thrusting tender affections and see his loving gestures towards mankind in general- it makes me want to get a calculator and figure up every waking moment i've spent here asleep verses every waking moment i've spent here trying to figure out ways to escape and then see where i'm at and approximately how many more poundings it will be before i am out of here.
