I WOKE FEELING FORLORN I NEVER HAD A MOTHER'S LOVE. I LISTENED TO CD ALL NIGHT. MY BODY IS SORE BUT ALRIGHT. I'M SURVIVING. I DRESSED AND WENT TO PICK UP MY TACO SALAD LUNCH. THE CITY WEBSITE SAYS FOOD IS BEING COOKED AT STADIUM. IT IS BETTER THAN BATES. I READ WODEHOUSE. HE CAN ALWAYS CHEER ME UP. DAMSEL IN DISTRESS BOOK IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN THE FRED ASTAIRE GINGER ROGERS MOVIE. WAY MORE FUNNY DETAILS EVEN THO' A PICTURE IS SUPPOSED TO BE A THOUSAND WORDS.
I WENT TO SCU SAFEWAY TO REDEEM POINTS FOR 25 DOLLAR CARD AND THOUGHT OF COSTCO REBATE CHECK BUT THE BLACK CLOUDS AND SPRINKLES CONVINCED ME TO GO HOME AND EAT MY LUNCH. AND NOW IT'S JUST DARK AND COLD.
I'M OVERWHELMED BY THIS FREE TIME. THE COMPUTER IS TOO SLOW TO PLAY GAMES OR QUIZZES OR PUZZLES. IT TIMES OUT. A LOT OF PEOPLE ONLINE. MY EYES GET TIRED READING, MY FAVORITE PAST TIME. I SPENT 8 YEARS FLAT ON MY BACK TOO WEAK TO HOLD A BOOK AND SURVIVED. I'LL GET THROUGH THIS TOO.
I LOVE MY JUNK. IT'S MY FORTRESS. PROTECTING ME FROM THE INFIDELS.
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