dear doing something stupid diary,
the beginning of the chase is better than the end of the scene when the victim always drops and bleeds to death and all the action comes to finish up and the music starts and the credits roll and everyone gets up and crowds to leave the theatre. that's when i look for money on the floor. fuckit i lost four bucks when i was eight years old- it could happen. four bucks is four bucks. i haven't lost any good money for a minute- knock on wood- but the unibomber left his wallet at home last night and had to ride home and get it while i waited at the restaurant. i was so embarrassed. i told the owner and he told me to, "just pay him later," but the unibomber had already left. he wasn't gone very long- thank goodness. it's nice to know we have credit at the best mexican place in town. SHOUT OUT BEST MEXICAN PLACE IN TOWN. fuck that shit was so good- i had to pay.
