im going to la thursday. we’re gonna sleep in the streets. i ate a 3 musketeers the other day after i watched the commercial. sucked me right in. i just walked across the street and bought one right away. that is all.

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i like chocolate milk from swiss chalet and then you can see the chocolate syrup stains at the bottom of the glass so then you know that some dude in the back made it all by hisself for you and then i think maybe he might have got his fingers inside by accident with the spoon like i always do or maybe he taste-tested it and then i wonder if it’s quik or that other stuff. brown cow maybe. i watch price is right all the time. anti can we go on the show i want to play plinko and fall down those windy stairs. like the windy stairs on the set of fresh prince of bel air. know what show i also watch is saved by the bell. they have two episodes back to back at like 1 oclock. we knew this dude who looked like screech and his name was mike hunt. say that fast in your head. we use to scream his name out at him and one time he walked over and said, “uhh i prefer Mi – Kul hunt.” in this faggy voice. it was funny kuz he looked like screech. anyway. bye. love you.

do you like cleaning out closets. i dont. i dont like doing anything. i was called a false idol. interesting. tv is boring as is everything to me these days. im a completely different person. i walk like a robot and barely talk. i know theres ten trillions out there like me and i no i dont have the answer for it. im suppose to set goals and read the paper and join aa but i went to this orientation thing and couldnt relate to one person. i never had a drinking problem so i see these classes as pointless and time wasting from the plenty of hours spent doing nothing. literally. i cant even focus on reading. all i do is lie down and stare at my brother playing n64 and sometimes i dust him at bond. im going to la soon. i have that to look forward to. i peed in a cup today. im suppose to be abstinent. you see the thing is i smoked so much weed it made me paranoid to full degree but now thats gone im still not smoking weed but i want to…my lack of creativity is bumming me out basically. im a dried-up old person who says nothing. that is all.