Dear Diary, I Don’t Like Waiting

-Transcript- October 22, 2010 Dear FutureMe, I’m so tired it’s not funny. I’m going to need another extension for my writing. Tatay’s gonna be in the hospital until Monday. He might have prostate cancer, on top of his lung cancer. He’s got a cathater placed in. His feet are oddly bloated. They look weird. It […]

Dear Diary, I Have a Scar

-Transcript- July 01, 2008 2:10 AM (I was reading a book – & finished it) I just noted to myself that I have not had depressive thoughts lately. I also found out that I am no longer covered by insurance – dental & vision. Vision I don’t need. But that 1-800-DENTIST commercial keeps runing in my […]