fuck around.
fuck around.
fuck around.

hello diary,

this is scott again. i have absolutely no idea what i am doing or what i am going to do in the future. my outlook is dire.

i have only one clean pair of underwear and no laundry detergent.

wal-mart is so far and i'm not sure the van will make it.

there is no more kool-aid.

however, i am fully stocked on toilet paper thanks to burger king.

i am pretty sure i can make it through the week.

god willing,

scott