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- I am going away for a while. Hopefully I will be leaving this afternoon, if I get all my shit together. I'm going to take along a lot of paper to write on. Thank you for your transatlantic hugs and offers of ghettotude and such. It does mean a lot. Yesterday morning the psycho fucker followed us for a while out to our job in a town half an hour away. It freaked me out, although the boys I was with would have protected me. In fact they were offering to kill him. They were kidding, but serious. I now know that if you want a body to decompose quickly you bury it with lime. But the situation is totally retarded and I don't want anything to do with it. It's not my problem and I don't want to make it my problem. And I don't want to wait around to see if I get shot. (He carries a gun, did I tell you?) So I'm leaving. And hopefully I'll never have to write about this stupid retarded thing again. SO. MOVING ON TO MORE IMPORTANT THINGS: Linguafranca is getting married, and I'd like to wish her and her husband a happy and beautiful life together. She's come a long way, and she deserves it. And Whisper is also getting married, and I'd like to wish the same to her and her cake. I tried to write about this a few weeks ago in a drunken entry, but: I'm a very lucky person. I get more luck than I know what to do with, more than I can use. Luck drips off my fingers. And rather than letting it go to waste, I'm sending my extra luck your way. (Luck is very valuable, I think. I should start charging people for it.) (Would $50 a shot be too much? Probably.) I've been reading these girls' diaries for a while now, and it's so interesting to be able to see the journey, to watch it unfold, too see someone develop and grow into a wonderful human being. I'm being sappy and weird, yes, and I don't know either of these girls at all, but still, if I did know them and I went to their weddings I'd cry happy tears.
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