Just hit the two and a half week mark. I haven’t thought about tying weights to my feet and jumping off the Brooklyn bridge in at least three days (Well I thought about it once this morning during breakfast, but that was because Stephanie and I used to share eggs. We now buy our own eggs. I liked sharing eggs). Being me I’m always trying to find the best in every situation, and I’m now strongly considering writing a book called, Breaking Up Sucks. At first it was going to be a children’s book called, Hey Kids Don’t Ever Get In A Relationship Because Girls Are Liars And Will Eat Your Heart, Fuck Your Best Friend, And Take Up The Whole Bed. I decided against that. I didn’t think young children would be able to grasp the concept that relationships make your stomach turn and dick limp. But they’ll learn one day.
Cooking my eggs,
Daniel Dickey
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wow, u really need a hooker.