That cat showed up again. It left a dead quail on my doorstep. I didn't see the cat, but I know it brought the bird. It appears I have a devoted fan.
God, I hate the country. Sure there's people here, but all they want to do is fix cars and go four wheeling. All I've been doing is playing video games and chatting online. I'm getting kind of lonely.
Hopefully, this party that this chick invited me to at the mall will work out. 15 people, should be fun.
Sucks leaving all of your friends behind, but I'll get over it, I've done it before, there's no reason why I can't do it again. No, I'm not making shout outs.
I gotta get a GED, and a drivers license and a job, but it doesn't look like the three of them will happen any time soon. We'll just have to see what happens at this party, I'm wearing a post-apoc soldier costume, so that should be good.
What the hell is Indian Twister anyways?
1 comment:
Awesome cat is awesome.
I'm sure those people you think of miss you. You're a tough kid.
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