Woke up. Got pissed at all the evil in the universe by reading news. Tried to be a father on Father's day. Elle called. Then I tried to weed-whack. Spilled a bunch of gas. Lost the spring. Broke the shelves. Slammed the garage door so hard that the wall moved and the house creaked. Got mad taking out my contacts and threw my backpack in to the sealing fan. Bent one of the blades. Used pissed off super power to bend it back. Wobbles. Wrote a not to God. No answer. Neither computer works after upgrade. No hope. No end. No relief. Going to bed.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
2009-06-21
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