jab

as per the usual, i am going to try and relay here the best or strangest moment of the particular day that i update the muhfuckin journal. i question sometimes while i write if i am doing harm or good. for me or anyone. not in a serious sense, but in a general sense. i'll be here all night if i keep this explaining up.

i stopped for smokes at the liquor store tonight, and was hit up making my way in. he was hungry, and goddamn he looked hungry too. i told him to hang out for a minute. i asked for my 5 change in ones, and separated 2. i had 2 for my man. i'm sure he could have used the whole 5, but i had 2 today. sometimes i give none. i'm drifting again.

i separated the 2 for him, and walked out to find an empty lot. gone. "hey man?!"

on the way out i thought about what 2 will actually get you - probably not much, but hey, 2 is 2, and that's what i was ready to dish. but like i said he was gone. i went home.

i went to 7-11 before the bar because i need food, and will die within 24 hours if i don't eat. i have no backup stored. i got a smokey (hotdog) and a banana.

2 dollars even.

what up.