12:57 pm

Yesterday helped an acquaintance clean apartment. began raining when we left, first time in place I nearly went into wrong entrance. Meaning nearly hit curb I couldn't see Thanx to rain. Fuck, I panick made quick correction.

We went to dinner at a sports bar songs are playing food awful, service sucked, and last song I heard rob Thomas's lonely no more played. Felt like randy hartman was right there with Me.

We make our exit I'm stuck behind a white miniature truck with licence plate number 814 81. I'm trying to forget u, but universe tells Me otherwise.

Fuck My Life, I can't make this shit up. Frustrating, so u want Me dead? Message received loud and clear. Tough having an obsessed serial psycho stalker/killer at My disposal. The problem I can't dispose of u…I married a reptilian cockroach!!!

Not happy in destruction left in ur wake? not truly a party until someone is truly dead. Fuck ur not a quitter.

In 2016 at 19th hole bar and grill fifth song played. We shot a few games of pool had awful time as per usual.

Fifth song I chose and I began to sing. Typically when stressed I sing helps alleviate stress.

After leaving bar u said, “song Made u feel something.” How vague of a response…made u feel what exactly? Zero reply followed. I will always feel ur absolute bullshit randy.

Stranger, song keeps following me 2 days ago at Walmart picked up a few items…song plays..

In Publix a week ago 3rd song down line plays.