a lot has happened since i last wrote, of course. i think i was hospitalized again. i don't know. but i'm in school now. for social work. and i'm doing a theatrical production about my life. that should be interesting. i've been maintaining my sanity with kratom, neurontin, and the occasional hydrocodone and ritalin. i'm out of everything, though, and i was having a nervous breakdown, i think, so i drank two little bottles of liquor colleen gave me. oh yeah, we've been hanging out again. that's cool.
i don't want to be old.
i don't want to be fat.
i don't want to be balding.
i don't want to have bad teeth.
i want a lover.
i want a home.
i want i want i want i want i want i want i want.
goddamn. does god exist? oh yeah, i've been talking to the mormons lately. for a minute i was thinking they were right, but now i don't know. who fucking knows, really? who the fuck? blah.
i'm listening to grandaddy. they're the jam.
