read this: fiction, just make believe, like alyce in woderland, any correlation to real life is just coincidence. lol
so I thinks maybe people read this. I am just a wayward son. carry on my wayward son. I am a father, grand too. I hope they dont read this as it may have them on a worry. I am fine. I can bail out anytime I want, I do too. except for the bugs, life is good. my burden in that I can feel the bugs, but I activly seek them out. it has become an obsession. well kinda. I have them down to a small pack, or at least I think. I am ok. the going take on these is that something is wrong with you when they overrun your system, stomach, but mine is like fine wine, except lat night I overdrank my keifer. maybe a whole gallon. was just thirsty. and it is true, the river people health center about six months said i have growth on my liver, but it was harmless and to watch. I was having liver pain, but have not for awhile, making a porterhouse smothered in amish butter right now. work is ok. hung a sheet today, should have requested a lift, but did it old style by myself only 4×6 sheet but with cutouts, I made it. the coasties were all over today. it makes it real fun to see them in action, ok not in action but being around them. good people, regular family people. none of the bullshit I have to deal with. like todd seems obsessed that I have one eye, he is the CI third party. he has no problem mentioning great and with only one eye. he also refuses to use my real name and calls me ricardo. I am not sure how a landscaper got his job he seems clueless about construciton, but that seems to be the norm, and not an abberation. hey coasties dont read too much into my writings, they are a tool for a fool. I mean you no harm, I come in peace. I was told my last day will be august 4, but that was subject to change, anyhoo thanks for letting me work on your base. and I saw her face, now im a beliver. bddddbdddd thats all folks time for some meat eating and oranges
