S: journal 8/15

Dear journal,

Long time no talk. My parents made me cancel my home internet
connection. They need to save money to enlarge their mansion and buy
Kathy more jeweled baubles. I still have the internet here at school.
I've been working pretty effectively, putting in ten hour days and
getting a decent amount of work done. I've found that hard music helps
me through the day. There's nothing like Marilyn Manson and data entry.
But I used to prefer softer music for it so I'm not quite sure. The
psychologist diagnosed me with "Asperger's Syndrome," a high
functioning form of autism. The district attorney filed charges against
me. I feel pretty persecuted. Here's an interesting tidbit. There are
these two kids who play in my backyard, which I share with my
neighbors. We play together now and then. One time, I let them help me
with my painting. Anyway, yesterday they knocked on my door and invited
me to run around in the sprinklers with them so I took a break from
work. One of them is a black girl and she was topless. We just ran
around in the sprinklers and had fun. I didn't do anything improper at
all nor would I ever. But afterward, I jacked off thinking about her.
Black girls can have such free spirits. I always thought the other
black girl, the adult, who I sleep with was always very sweet. She has
the same air about her, like some kind of gazelle.

Okay, other thoughts. As always, I've been drinking plenty of espresso.
My coffee cup has been an invaluable friend to me. I hope if they ever
make a movie about me, they take considerable care in casting my
coffee-cup. I think a stout travel mug with sea-tortoises on it would
be perfect. In reality, it's a tin travel mug that Fawn gave me for
Christmas. I think of it kind of like an old fighter jet or something,
old reliable.