mark

i saw my old friend yesterday in a ghetto mall, stopped to get catfood and booze and shared a slice and i got girl things from shopper’s anyway he was by himself on his way to eat at the zeller’s diner, i feel bad for him, he is living with his grandfolks now cos he got evicted cos he went nutzo. his parents died when he was 5 in a car accident he and his brother were both in the car when it happened and survived, this has i’m sure shaped who he is as a person, i do wonder how he would have turned out had he not lost his parents. anyway he is a loner he purposely outcasts himself cos he doesn’t trust people and their motivations who knows, i tried for a long while to be friends with him so did our mutual friend thom who went to school with him but thom just gave up, i didn’t really have a choice, mark just fell off the radar, phone disconnected all of that.

it was thom and i who got mark to finally get himself a phoneline so we could call him before that we would just drop in on him and it always kind of freaked him out like it would anybody, but mark especially. he was raised basically by movies and he has a titanium case full of ridiculously valuable comic books, there is this comic geek dude who runs a comic store in my old town and this dude totally took advantage of mark’s cashflow, at first mark thought they were friends but he eventually figured it out. he use to go to the guy’s house to play dungeons and dragons but eventually tired of those nerds and how upight they all were BRING YOUR OWN SNACKS AND TEN-SIDED DICE!

there was a period when he was starving himself “fasting” he claimed, he got to be very disgustingly thin, thom and i couldn’t deal with it and we would often fight with mark it seemed that mark liked that attention, it was about this time mark was starting to go squirly, he started dressing weird and barely bathed. i’m not going to go into detail about what happened but he did eventually start eating again. thom suspected he was secretly eating all along in small amounts and only in front of us wouldn’t to piss us off who knows.

mark doesn’t have to work cos of the allowance/money he gets from his parent’s will i forget how that worked out but anyway cos of this he doesn’t have any responsibilities, doesn’t go anywhere learn anything he has way too much free time we use to talk about him just getting some kind of useless dinky job even pushing a broom at mcdonald’s SOMETHING to get out of his apartment and he said he couldn’t do that, he is emotionally-handicapped i think.

anyway i saw him yesterday and he seemed to be ok, still lost, but coping, he was pretty aloof and spacey as usual i find that i am always pulling info out of him and eventually i am just too tired. mark if you are reading this email me.

me and mark