thursday which began with a bitch trine a run us down in a car and then pummel me turned into a mighty fine day. i'm proud i kept my shit together, and i don't regret kicking prick on wheels.

after the attack i thought, unholy shit, what will the rest of the day bring. then i found this fortune cookie on copp's head.

i kept the fortune cuz i needed it, and gave copp the cookie, cuz he needed it. it said, People are attracted by your inventive and intuitive mind. ha.

we never could eliminate evil especially now it's so remarkably embedded and adaptive.

while i was fighting the drone pilot copp simply stopped in the crosswalk and waited. i bow to you.

i go through all sorts of wrenching cogitations on these terrible encounters with the bullies. it's always been that way, i grew and the bullies got bigger. otherwise it's the same as on the assfault playground. and yet it's different, i don't think i employed the same phrases then, and my voice was small and squeaky.