29Jun09

Well, Chauncy, it looks like rain.

I’m reading this book and the main character’s name is Chance, but everyone calls him Chauncy because he doesn’t correct them and for some reason I find it insanely aggravating. What the fuck is wrong with you, Chance? Maybe it’s just the main character I find aggravating. Everything goes obnoxiously well for him, even though he’s an idiot gardener.

I don’t even know how to garden. I guess things aren’t really going poorly. They’re just not great. Actually, everything is fine except for I wake up every day and my stomach hurts. Real bad. So bad I can’t move until it stops hurting. I went to the doctor but the medicine didn’t help and I don’t want to go back. I just want to wake up tomorrow without any pain. Then life would be positively blissful.

This morning while I was walking to school I saw two insects that were either stuck together or having sex. I’m not sure why I thought those were the only two options.

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