"October 23, 2008

Dear Diary,

Today was a fantastic day for me! I was out walking this morning after scoring with that easy-sleazy Jenny chick whose number I found on the wall (867-5309, I think it was). She showed me things that no 17-year-old high school dropout should be old enough to know. And she was right--doing it without a condom feels soooo much better.

Anyway, I went walking through the park because I really needed something to "pick me up" and Jenny told me about her connection who crashes under the trees at night. I found him sound asleep, so I tucked a $20 in his pocket and reached into his backpack to grab some stuff. Damned if I didn't get poked in the hand for my trouble! He really shouldn't keep his used hypos in his backpack like that--too dangerous.

So, I head back to my place. As I'm walking up the stairs (damn elevator is broken again), I had to walk over the winos that choose to use the stairwell as a bed AND toilet. I slipped in one of their puddles. Plus, I had to kick on my door because the rainwater pooling in the hallway outside my door caused it to warp again. Good enough warning to let the roaches scatter, but...not the rats. They were eating the pizza that I had sitting out since last night. If that effin landlord ever fixes my fridge, I might pay my rent!

Picking off what the rats left behind, I grabbed a slice because I had some serious munchies and I didn't give a rat's you-know-what about sharing. I should still be mad at the one, though, after he bit my arm while I was taking a nap day before yesterday. It itches a bit where he bit me, but at least it stopped oozing. I don't have medical insurance and I've used up all my coupons for the free clinic for the month thanks to my last "girlfriend". I still haven't stopped itching down there.

If I hadn't lost my last job, I would have had money to pay the utilities and my water would work now and I could take a shower or do some laundry.

Anyway, I need to wrap this writing up for today. I don't want to be late for my first day flipping burgers at..."

P.S. You don't know where I work or in what city, but think about me next time you sit down for a quick bite at a restaurant. I was kidding about the coupons. I'm so broke, I can't even afford the "free" clinic. Muahahahaha!