Three months and five states later. I got news, kiddies, so sit down and hear me out.

Okay, first off, about what I was saying earlier. Before that woman contacted me and I suddenly got popular, I mean. About my house. You know, that was my house. Maybe that's just how we Americans operate, but once I put a payment on anything, that sucker's mine ( Read more... )

Well I was gonna pick up where I left off last week, but I had to wade through 4 e-mail from some woman before I could get here. I don't have time to respond to all of them. This bitch box costs me money. Money I could be spending on booze or coffee. My lifeblood ( Read more... )

vomit notes ( Read more... )

Let’s try this again ( Read more... )

All it took was one entry on this journal thingy and I had a man in a sweatsuit come trollin around downtown for me. Took me a good week to make sure I had shaken him loose. Now I'm in a different place, new Jetsons cafe, and I got a new shopping cart from the Target down the street. It's a good cart. Got smooth wheels. No pulling to the left or ( Read more... )

My name is Loreen Mathers and I don’t know much about the Internet and I don’t care to. The reason I am in this so-called Internet diner in old downtown (I aint about to tell you which city thank you kindly) is because there is no record of what I did in October of 2001. Not anymore ( Read more... )