practical experience

 my purpose to be happy.  my new cells are screaming and crying.  at least that's how i'm feeling it.  

arr seniors 9;47 #1 roast beef.  i didn't want the pasta.  i removed the red onion to cook and added dill pickle i added green olives to mellowed the saltiness. 

i felt good so i cut the suckers in the front yard and down spout.

so many memories how the parents went gambling tahoe, reno, las vegas, entire weekends once a month.  mom asked me what i wanted.  alien and nit always asked for and got something expensive while i would get something cheap so i asked for harvey's roast beef sandwich with dill pickle.  in high school alien started having all night parties with her friends weekends.  alien sent me and nit to our friends' houses for the weekends and rented out our bedrooms.   then when i was 13 alien decided i was old enough to help set up and clean up her weekend parties.  that's when alien started pimping me out to creeps who couldn't get dates.  i couldn't tell or mom would have killed alien.  i'd seen too many beatings for nothing.  

nit went to nora burbridge's down the street and talked me into lending valerie burbridge my coin collection from charles and amy for show and tell.  valerie refused to return it saying she had added to it.  that's on nit.  i had to scramble for somewhere to go.  i wasn't allowed friends.  

2;30 i decided to go to arques gym.  i forgot my shower shoes again.  i'll get back into the swing of things.  i stretched half hour.  they don't know holiday hours yet.  best part is clean clothes.  i even thought working in a laundry would be great.  

i'm cooking all the salad veg and chicken and amino.  and chips.  yum.  oh so good.  i decided to add 4 eggs instead of the chicken and 4 slices swiss cheese.  i ate practically all of it.