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For starters my sister is going to be on judge judy. Its really funny because she used to watch it and I hated it. She is taking her ex-roommates to small claims court or now judge judy.
For seconds I either broke my arm or sprained it cause it hurts like two bitches in a bitch fight. My dad says you should generally see a doctor within 24 hours in case they have to set it cause resetting it is a whole other procedure.
For thirds my lawyer might get me out of the alcohol to minors charges. He thinks he might be able to use the fact that they walked through a car port to get to the front door to say they illegally entered “the house”. This would indeed be good news.
Key bank is taking me to collections over a missing check that was their fault and they acted irresponsibly with by not informing during in a timely period and even still when they realized it was mostly their fault they %#%. They are dicks sitting in a basket woven of dicks floating on a river composed of wall street bullshit.
The hardest part of my current bodily condition is that I can’t ride my bike oh and typing with one hand for non-sexual reasons is a real pain. The bike thing has really increased transport times. I think I need to go on judge judy myself.
I can’t seem to bring myself to the rational surface to be apart of constructive thoughts. I am not realy sure why either. To much bramble thor.
Juliet davids girlfriend daughter of Veronica called last night. Wonder if that family understands the meaning of true. I know I struggle with truth verification but its hard not be two faced in a schizophrenically dominant moment or something. And that family for good and evil fib well past fib-easter. But as I said this just one man with a broken glass house throwing rocks. The strangest part is she is almost young enough to be my daughter. We recline easily to telling each other secrets mine being truthful and hers as well probably but the spin of everything is strange. Juliet apparently went to my dad as a suboxone paitient to cure her of opiates. She told me he was a great doctor and then asked if my father used to hit us. The answer she knew was yes. It all fits together I swear but I am not sure how. Her mother wants me to go to California with her to make a documentary on john fulton. I think that he is Hollywood fat cat who has his fingers in some no no areas like insurance. He wants me to come out and help commemorate his passage through this world. Reason why I might do it is he said I could name my own price. It will be 1 trillion dollars and a free ride on air force one while wearin air force ones talkin to the president and nelly at same time ie the kings ransom. But it would require link back up with a woman who has been identified as having bad judgment by the state my father my therapist and realistically me too. But it would be me getting paid to apply what I learned in college to help someone who very well maybe cultural warcrime. It also would disrupt the flow of my precious government cheese if I were to report the earnings (oh wonderful foundation how I love your blasphemous disruption of free market enterprise).
I am hungry I am going to eat an apple an chocolate you are goin to email me your fantasies in reverse.
Love
For seconds I either broke my arm or sprained it cause it hurts like two bitches in a bitch fight. My dad says you should generally see a doctor within 24 hours in case they have to set it cause resetting it is a whole other procedure.
For thirds my lawyer might get me out of the alcohol to minors charges. He thinks he might be able to use the fact that they walked through a car port to get to the front door to say they illegally entered “the house”. This would indeed be good news.
Key bank is taking me to collections over a missing check that was their fault and they acted irresponsibly with by not informing during in a timely period and even still when they realized it was mostly their fault they %#%. They are dicks sitting in a basket woven of dicks floating on a river composed of wall street bullshit.
The hardest part of my current bodily condition is that I can’t ride my bike oh and typing with one hand for non-sexual reasons is a real pain. The bike thing has really increased transport times. I think I need to go on judge judy myself.
I can’t seem to bring myself to the rational surface to be apart of constructive thoughts. I am not realy sure why either. To much bramble thor.
Juliet davids girlfriend daughter of Veronica called last night. Wonder if that family understands the meaning of true. I know I struggle with truth verification but its hard not be two faced in a schizophrenically dominant moment or something. And that family for good and evil fib well past fib-easter. But as I said this just one man with a broken glass house throwing rocks. The strangest part is she is almost young enough to be my daughter. We recline easily to telling each other secrets mine being truthful and hers as well probably but the spin of everything is strange. Juliet apparently went to my dad as a suboxone paitient to cure her of opiates. She told me he was a great doctor and then asked if my father used to hit us. The answer she knew was yes. It all fits together I swear but I am not sure how. Her mother wants me to go to California with her to make a documentary on john fulton. I think that he is Hollywood fat cat who has his fingers in some no no areas like insurance. He wants me to come out and help commemorate his passage through this world. Reason why I might do it is he said I could name my own price. It will be 1 trillion dollars and a free ride on air force one while wearin air force ones talkin to the president and nelly at same time ie the kings ransom. But it would require link back up with a woman who has been identified as having bad judgment by the state my father my therapist and realistically me too. But it would be me getting paid to apply what I learned in college to help someone who very well maybe cultural warcrime. It also would disrupt the flow of my precious government cheese if I were to report the earnings (oh wonderful foundation how I love your blasphemous disruption of free market enterprise).
I am hungry I am going to eat an apple an chocolate you are goin to email me your fantasies in reverse.
Love