2002-04-21 - 11:53 p.m.

dearest beloved,

gack. gumby doesn't love me. he gets all weird cause he doesn't want people to know he's gay. get over it gumby...you're here, you're queer..and so on. he won't even invite me to his house. how sad. it makes me cry, well not really, not literally.

this week i saw David, our old manager. he was checking out the store. he even came with his new girlfriend. how gay. he should be married by now. i think he's gay. i think everyone is gay, except for me, of course.

oh yeah, jeremiah is still a little punk. i will have to have roweena kick his ass. and jasmine, la gypsy, shall kick his ass too.

oh, oh, i also went to the mall, twice even. i really abhor the mall. i am trying to get a mall job. what happened to me? wanting a mall job and all.

lili wants me to lend her my car for her driving test. i should, why not? what if she crashes? dunno.

i should really put jasmin and gumby's pic on the internet. maybe on the angelfire site. i'll know later.

Alex-"and what else?"

Gumby-"nothing."

Alex-thinking of 'Dude Where's My Car'

"and then?"

Gumby-"and go to sleep."

Alex-"can i sleep under your bed?"

hm, stupid conversation i had today. oh well. my desperation shows. i just want a friend. perhaps he is too young and has friends. he doesn't understand the psyche of a mad man, a lonely man.

meow

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