Just when I had nothing to write, I actually have something to write about.
Went to the hunky dentist where I was trying my partial. It should be ready next week.
I came home to frijoles and rice. The lunch of champions.
Then I went to see Joey. We talked for an hour. I did tell him that I'm looking forward to death. I'm ready for it.
I do tell Mike these feelings. He says he doesn't know what to do with me. I tell him to pull the trigger. He has a gun. Then I can be happy.
Chiffie out.
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