Stumped
Aug 26 Monday 1996
It's so much harder to get going on the first pages of one of these. I'm stumped as to what to write next. I think again of the altercation between my brother and me and dismiss it as merely alcohol--Somebody outside, down the street just wee-ooped and wooed and yowled again and now the dogs howl. I'm full. I treadedmill when I got home. Shirelle laid a plate of rice with chopped carrots and broccoli and a slab of salmon and two big tempura fried shrimp and a bowl full of lemon butter down in front of me while I was taking a bong rip here at my desk. Not (or is it?) a good thing for the first page is a bong rip. I try to keep it down and cover it up. "Oh well" will save me for now. "Anyway" helps, too.
What I do today? The alarm went off as Ross Porter was recapping the Dodger game. A few minutes more and I got up and turned it off and shaved and took my toothbrush into the shower and shampooed and washed my dick and got out.
How is it decided who judges? Fundamental question, no fundamental answer. uhr. Here's a paycheck stub. It added 1403.93 net to my account. oh that fly that looks like a bee CAN sting you. for the month. My sister talked to my father. Disjointedness Shirelle said she'd trim my head at 6:00. I wanted to take picture of the living room window on the reflection of the dimmed screen, but I jarred the keyboard drawer and alerted it back to light. I said I'd give a computer training at work Tuesday and Wednesday every week. Maybe I'll check my email. After I finish to the bottom of the next page.
It's so much harder to get going on the first pages of one of these. I'm stumped as to what to write next. I think again of the altercation between my brother and me and dismiss it as merely alcohol--Somebody outside, down the street just wee-ooped and wooed and yowled again and now the dogs howl. I'm full. I treadedmill when I got home. Shirelle laid a plate of rice with chopped carrots and broccoli and a slab of salmon and two big tempura fried shrimp and a bowl full of lemon butter down in front of me while I was taking a bong rip here at my desk. Not (or is it?) a good thing for the first page is a bong rip. I try to keep it down and cover it up. "Oh well" will save me for now. "Anyway" helps, too.
What I do today? The alarm went off as Ross Porter was recapping the Dodger game. A few minutes more and I got up and turned it off and shaved and took my toothbrush into the shower and shampooed and washed my dick and got out.
How is it decided who judges? Fundamental question, no fundamental answer. uhr. Here's a paycheck stub. It added 1403.93 net to my account. oh that fly that looks like a bee CAN sting you. for the month. My sister talked to my father. Disjointedness Shirelle said she'd trim my head at 6:00. I wanted to take picture of the living room window on the reflection of the dimmed screen, but I jarred the keyboard drawer and alerted it back to light. I said I'd give a computer training at work Tuesday and Wednesday every week. Maybe I'll check my email. After I finish to the bottom of the next page.