2002-05-21/8:02 p.m.

picks falling from heaven

i now have an abundance of guitar picks. an abundance i say. i didnt even have to buy them. no, i did not steal them. its a good thing i didnt buy or steal any picks, because now i have an abundance - a cost-free, guilt-free abundance. so yes.

i have a crazy-ass multi-coloured hippie pick that i found on the floor, attached to my foot. twas odd. its still odd - the pick is bent. try as i might, i cant put it back the way it was. that pick shall now be dubbed humpty dumpty. good ol humpty.

i now have three other guitar picks. two blue, heavy fender picks, and a red, heavy steves music store pick. i know that this is of little or no interest to anybody who is reading this, but oh well. i would like to look back on this moment in the future and remember that there was a time when i had an abundance of picks.

my mother found them in the laundry. shes been collecting them for awhile in a dish, along with change and other things that come out in the laundry.

i never lost the picks though.

ive never seen those guitar picks before in my life.

man, i so need a life.

sure, mines mildly interesting and rather comical to others, since i am insane and people in our society tend to laugh at the mentally unstable.

jerks.

just because im in a straitjacket and i pop pills like they are candy, that no reason to laugh at me.

its just another reason to medicate me.

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