I was in the middle of writing a reply in venice's journal when i realized i wasn't making anysense at all. i'm pooped so i'm going to bed. i was going to make more comments but i have to get up early tomorrow.
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I don't know. I think I am ok. Maybe not. I am really mixed up.
This is feeding into my paranoia pretty nicely though. I keep thinking stuff like that he has poisened my water to kill me or that he is in the house or that he is spying on my from the field or that he has laced my food with the same drug he is going to stash in my car so a blood test will show that I am doing the drug I am transporting... stuff like that.
Paranoia.
I'm waiting for the EGACD with immeasurable anticipation.