On second thought...
Maybe I will start writing ibis again. I mean, no one really uses it anymore, but what the hey, right?
So,,,
I am again alone. My desire for vagina is overwhelming and has almost brought me to doing the unthinkable. I might try my chances with this chick at shell. I don't know. I'm not really sure of anything anymore. But, that's not to say I'm not happy. I get in weird moods where I can't think straight and am about reduced to being retarded. My Tourette's thing is coming back. I'm glad I have an abundance of friends, though. I don't know what I'd do without Jared, Christian, Xander, and Tom. One of them is always around to keep me from losing it while being by myself. (Thanks guys)
Sincerely,
Jayson
Fed Ex sucks.