I don't think any one reads this so its kinda nice, however the idea that some one I don't know may read this, is kind fun too.
Robot parade sucked, it ended with one friend in the hospital and two in jail... All their own fault however their drama made for a bad night. I am going to try to forget about it.
Several things in life are on my table.
1. My novels. The first one which is a ghost write, my just fall off the planet. Which sucks. And so now I am broke. And any money I had hoped for is gone. The second one is near completion, however lack of money means more overtime work to survive, which means less time to write. The extra work I do is writing. I research and profile for true crime novelist. Not fun not fun at all. I was hoping I wouldn't have to do it again. The Yate's novel "Body Count" was seriously disturbing. I want to finish my novel because its fiction, not real, I am tired of reality. This FBI profiler guy has been helping me and he has me reading all this profiling documentation. I think I am going to be stuck the rest of my life consulting on murder.
Death seems to be the easiest way to make money. Hell even at the lumber yard I sold a bunch of would to a place that makes caskets... They need to make 40,000 of them in the next few months for the military. The armed forces ordered them four days ago.. How depressing not even the lumber yard can escape the "death market"
Tonight I am go gin to go see BT, this DJ Dig Dug, who I have been watching for years, got me on the list since I hired him for a party I am having in May. He is opening for him and it should be nice. I am going to go alone. I need to be alone this time.
Girls... Girls suck. This old friend Sarah came back into my life. I have always had it bad for her. But she always has a boyfriend which is good, because there is less chance of me making an ass out of my self. However last night they broke up and she came to me. Doom doom doom... doom.
I don't know. I sent her home. I figured it was safer.
Well I am done rambling now to go and see Gretchen, and apologies to her for standing her up for Sarah.
I am dead.
Robot parade sucked, it ended with one friend in the hospital and two in jail... All their own fault however their drama made for a bad night. I am going to try to forget about it.
Several things in life are on my table.
1. My novels. The first one which is a ghost write, my just fall off the planet. Which sucks. And so now I am broke. And any money I had hoped for is gone. The second one is near completion, however lack of money means more overtime work to survive, which means less time to write. The extra work I do is writing. I research and profile for true crime novelist. Not fun not fun at all. I was hoping I wouldn't have to do it again. The Yate's novel "Body Count" was seriously disturbing. I want to finish my novel because its fiction, not real, I am tired of reality. This FBI profiler guy has been helping me and he has me reading all this profiling documentation. I think I am going to be stuck the rest of my life consulting on murder.
Death seems to be the easiest way to make money. Hell even at the lumber yard I sold a bunch of would to a place that makes caskets... They need to make 40,000 of them in the next few months for the military. The armed forces ordered them four days ago.. How depressing not even the lumber yard can escape the "death market"
Tonight I am go gin to go see BT, this DJ Dig Dug, who I have been watching for years, got me on the list since I hired him for a party I am having in May. He is opening for him and it should be nice. I am going to go alone. I need to be alone this time.
Girls... Girls suck. This old friend Sarah came back into my life. I have always had it bad for her. But she always has a boyfriend which is good, because there is less chance of me making an ass out of my self. However last night they broke up and she came to me. Doom doom doom... doom.
I don't know. I sent her home. I figured it was safer.
Well I am done rambling now to go and see Gretchen, and apologies to her for standing her up for Sarah.
I am dead.
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synnove:
thank you for the lovely comment on my set 
synnove:
i think you win for most original imaginary friend story. thanks for sharing 