dear nice day to get up diary,
i sneezed three times. it is sure hard to sneeze quietly. it's even harder to blow quietly, so i waited until i saw a truck coming and blew when it went by. the unibomber still shifted in his sleep. but i had to blow my fucking nose. whenever i sneeze first thing in the morning- everything comes right to the front of my nose and i have to blow it out or it will drip out and drive me nuts. fuck the unibomber anyway. it ain't gunna hurt him to get up. i'll do a farmer blow on his ass and he'll get up. if i could look into the future- i'll just see the past- nothing will ever change much around here. but i get some comfort and great stability in that. there are those who will never understand the stability of living in the past. i do because i know what will last.
