IF YOU SPRINKLE WHEN YOU TINKLE BE A SWEETIE AND WIPE THE SEATIE! [did i mention i almost love this job] no. i'm sure i didn't. because i don't. i worked 8 hours today. minus an hour and a half that i spent on break. (wishing i were someone else, somewhere else) o. de[pression]. i feel you rising. festering. burning deep down in my LUNGS. like the smoke from my cigarette burning my eye. it hurts. and twists. and feeds. [shhhhh...i know not of what i speak] not right now. my brain's on its last resources. searching around for words that make any sort of sense. commense. repense. and a nice shin-Y SIX PENCE. (none the richer) indeed. i don't have anything on my mind right now. i've been two days without any real food. a small hamburger today. nothing yesterday. i've decided to become ANOREXIC. or whatever. maybe not even that. i don't feel like eating anymore. not for now. or tomorrow. or maybe even next week. (the pills are helping) but enough of that shit. who cares? i don't. you know you don't. so let's cut the bullshit. and get on with IT. i'm genuinely giving up on mister p. he is no longer in my range. my radar is weakened. and bothered. and tired. it's no fun thinking about something you will never have. day in. and motherfucking day out. so bite. IT. ya heard? BITE IT. that's my new phase. maybe it will catch on nicely. since i have this odd belief that a lot of the words or catch phases i use eventually make their way into the main-STREAM. odd isn't it. how we all think the world revolves around us and our petty little assining problems? i use to miss school days when i was "short" and believe that no one else went to school either because i wasn't there. "Talk about egotistical, eh?" (quick definition: "short" = younger, smaller) what have you. now that's a word i stole from someone else. so feel free to do the same. i'm not worried. no. shit. i think. i'll quit. not much is. making sense. anymore. and right now. it's all a bore. so toodle-loo. "Forgive me, for I know not what I do." DFN.