December 9th, 2003

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fag was the word of the week, and seeing it is the end of this week, i guess it can retire. i am exhausted. and i hate how i get barbeque sauce and mustard and ketchup and everything all over my clothes everyday at lunch. i have a yellow stain in my crotch. goddamn bastard cheesesteak. but god bless condiments. today i drew pictures of mr. no-ecker and of matt hudson. he sits very still. at least today my dad gave me 5 dollars to buy food, and i could buy 2 sandwiches. i hadnt eaten since lunch yesterday at school. i still feel the ill effects.
next to me, there is a chair that is practically dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a jacket and im waiting to go have tacos for dinner.
nothing more to write, bye
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