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Today was a long day at the monkey factory.

I developed some truly skanky photos.

I spent the better part of the afternoon on the phone with tech support for one of my machines. How can a company hire computer illiterate people to handle a computer help line?

I ran into a guy tonight who has a thing for me. I havent seen him since I shaved my head. He did a double take and kinda stared at me with his mouth open. He was definitely digging the new look.

This afternoon there was a little boy and his mother in the store. He was around 6 or so. What caught me eye when he came in was that her was bald. He clearly was sick, cancer or something like that Im guessing. He was also autistic. When he saw me he smiled. I think it was the baldhead that caught his attention, someone like him.

It got me thinking about the big picture of life. God. It seems cruel for this boy to have to experience his disease. They say God has a plan, but sometimes you have to wonder what the hell hes doing.

I think that we are all tied together by our actions. The boy smiled at me, I smiled back at him. Maybe it made him happy. Maybe he wondered if I was sick like him. He made me think, which lead me to write my thought here. Youre reading this and have had a reaction. Maybe youre feeling sorry for the boy. Maybe your thinking Im full of myself for writing how this boy has made me feel and Im using it to show how deep I am. Regardless of what youre thinking right now, by reading this Ive made you think about it.

Maybe you will leave a comment. Maybe youll take a moment to realize that no matter how bad you think your life is that its probably better than this boy. Maybe this, maybe that, I dont know.

Maybe it was just a long day at the monkey factory.

Im sorry I havent been commenting in anyones journal. Lately I just dont feel like I have anything to say.