Dad- Matt called for James

That was what it said. And I stared at it, like a 90-year-old Conservitive Southern Baptist lady stares at a hairy biker in leather. It disgusts me. I have stared at that note for the last two months. It annoys me... it looks at me and makes me wonder if it's not alive. It gives me a sinking feeling like it know's exactly what is going to happen and I don't. I hate that. staring at the same things everyday can drive you crazy...

I'm hungery. Very. But I'm too lazy to get up and do something about it. Wow. The epidimy of laziness is when you starve yourself because you don't want to get up.
I'm even too lazy to write this post. Goodnight.