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geez what a day i was driving around for a good 5 hours but i ran all the errands i needed to run and got good and confused of where i was several times along the way. work tomorrow at fucking 9. fucking 9! Fuck. oh well i get 2 orgasmic hours all by meself in the creepy ass creaky store where i am trained to run for the counter at the slightest sound of those goddamn wind chimes. even in my neighborhood i hear a wind chime and me with my conditioned affliction i think for a second, oh shit a customer.i bought katy going away presents. i know she likes them and that makes me happy. i hung out with pat tonight, hes messed up a lot of the time and its kinda weird. you would have to know him to know what i mean by weird . i need more money. my moms getting a new car. i like subarus. i like GTOs more. she needs to work on that car. i need to work on my car. i need to work on the bug too. i wonder whats up with my infatuation with machines. if there was an anatomically correct 70 challenger i would never need anything else besides a garage and a fucked up idea of what love is. i wonder if luby's still tastes as good as when i was seven. i remember my earliest memory is when i was three and i was standing there in the yard with my grandfather while he was watering his plants. he used to wake up at 3 in the morning and water the lawn during the drought and he was the only one on the street with a green lawn. sometimes he would use the neighbors hose.this has been a long day and an even longer entry. I am going to stop.- goodnight