Wednesday, September 6, 2000

Paul called at 1:00, scaring the shit out of me. He calls apologizing, saying he’s worried he missed me in court, and I was like – What? 

I told him court was tomorrow, and he was like – Oh, today’s Wednesday. 

I thought to myself, no shit, you stupid ditz! What kind of lawyer forgets this? I wondered if there was some other reason he really called that I wasn’t seeing. The pig that came before the swat team used the Robin H story to verify who I was, the biased pig, God knows why, told me it was over when it wasn’t, so again, am I missing some load of bullshit here? Was he really calling just to see if I was around? I don’t see why he would. I never gave anyone any reason to think I’d run off, as much as I wish I could run from this shit. I’m just so sick of it!!! 4 years. 4 fucking years! When is it ever gonna end, huh? When?!?! God, set me free of these sickos. 

Sorry – never mind. You’re the wrong one to be asking for any kind of help.

Our Maricopa freeloaders in the red pickup went in and out quietly. Yup. Stereo is broken. For how long, though? Will they fix it? Learn to live without it? Move out?

I thought I heard planes booming at 2:30, but I couldn’t be sure. It could’ve been thunder, but I don’t know. I didn’t think it was that cloudy. I just hope I can sleep until I wake up naturally the day after tomorrow. I am sooo tired and it’s been sooo long since I’ve slept without having to wake up to an alarm.

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