May 28, 2003 22:39
kelly's going to murder me. she's going to stab me 1,000 times in my chest and eat my bloody corpse. or something of the sort.
i heard bert was sick...so i came here to visit him..see if he's okay. i havent even talked to him since a couple of weeks after he and kelly broke up. but he's a friend, ya know? so i decided to come. it was a hard decision to make, but he seemed really upset, depressed or something, so i came. it was nice to see the guy. i missed his company...but ya know, bad conditions. he's sick and stuff, so it won't be a fun visit.