This is the Third Time, September 3rd, 2022
im not an indolent moron, nor am i an insolent ingrate. im tired. thats it. i guess it's a smoking room.
i ended up smoking in the room anyway. dont worry. i didnt have any fucking food. so i ate the nearest thing available.
anyway. i know it took me a while to return to dallas, but, i figured that time was not of the essence, since compound interest is the most powerful force in the universe.
however. i have to figure something out. i cant find my fucking calculator. i havent upgraded since 1989. i dont even know if i still have that thing. shit.
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always. if i visit Kentucky. i invariably manage to take the route back to dallas that passes through nashville. or vice versa, like last month.
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anyway.
kenneth larot yamat is currently subject to a nondisclosure agreement with an undisclosed party.
should any specific remarks be made about his complete inability to perform cunnilingus from monday 7:02 AM to monday 7:77 AM be discussed with anyone other than the appropriate parties invloved, he will be in violation of said non-disclosure agreement, the breach of which will require significant compensation in the form of additional specific performance of additional cunnilingus or additional performance based compensation in the form of substantially more intense cunnilingus for the remainder of the current artistic performance of completely unsatisfactory cunnilingus, requiring an additional cunnilingus session performed with all deliberate haste. Archived Content 09/20/2022 02:27 AM
here is where things that were thought about
are now changed into new remaks.
something is offending the computer.
should he smell like anything other than pussy juice upon his return to his current residence, he will be subject to nothing less than multiple additional performances of additional cunnilingus.
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some young man made a defamatory remark a while ago. young. but thats the way it goes for kids his age. well. he left. so.
well. any chance he could. you know. he is.
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i dont know whats up. but. i think someone out there is accomplishment blocking me. i tried to head back to texas so that i could attend class in person, however, as soon as i left indiana, there was a fucking monsoon, or fucking invasion from outer space consisting primarily of rain drops, which kept falling on my head. so i put on my hat.
i dont feel like drowning to death. right now. i asked the sheriff for directions, he said theres a hotel in the big city. i got there. and there was no hotel. i guess i should have asked the deputy, but either he didnt have a deputy, or the deputy was in invisible mode. so.
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this is the third road trip in 3 months. i'm tired. and. im just so irritable.
i want to be nice, but, sometimes i end up in places i dont really want to be.
i really don't want to withdraw from school. i think that the discipline i'm pursuing is an important one.
i just don't know why i face the challenges that i face.
but this third road trip. really. even though it has been a nightmare, i don't think that the outcome will be as terrible as.
i just don't know what to say.
i really want to finish the program. im heading all the way back to texas. again.
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