May 20, 2007
I sat in the tub, shower turned off, fifteen minutes, conditioner soaking into my hair; I do this maybe twice a month.
Call me a metro-sexual. I'll beat the dogshit out of you. Try me.
I've got to take a leak but I'm holding it. Then -- I pissed myself, to see a tiny bit of what my mother goes through every fucking night.
I'm gonna buy diapers, go to bed at eight, and not up til six, and lay in my waste. Seven days.
Maybe I'll gain some fucking compassion, and go to Phoenix and help my mother.