11:27am

I think my hair has forgotten how it’s supposed to dry ’cause it keeps parting in the middle.  That’s not good.  Did Henry call me last night?  No.  Not unless I slept through the phone ringing.  I don’t think so ’cause I answered when Laura called.  He must have been tired – of me.  I don’t know what to wear to work.  I still can’t wear a regular bra ’cause my shoulders still hurt.  I don’t know if Beth got my stuff and I don’t know if Laura’s going to give me a ride home tonight.  But I only have enough money to get to work not back also.  So I have to have a ride.  All dressed now – I look like a geek but I”m dressed.  I can’t get this damn bracelet/cockring off my wrist.  Now that I don’t want it on, I don’t want it on.  I can breathe alright now.  Thanks to the drugs K.C. got for me.  I’m almost out of toilet paper and I’m afraid I won’t remember to steal some.  Maybe Laura can help me remember.  I don’t know though ’cause she forgot the presents for Shilo.  Where is my friendly neighborhood mail carrier?  I want my mail.  My neighbor – the one in Apartment D, which is actually a house, comes home every day for lunch.

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