Saturday, May 8, 2010

Holy fuck

John's talking to someone in the kitchen. I don't know who, but they're about eight feet tall, whoever they are. I swear to god they came right through the wall. They're not like Jeeves, or the fridge, or the car. They're not replicas of anything.

Also-

It sounded like John was selling them something.

God, what a mess

Just got back from April's place. What a mess. I caught her having sex with the milkman. I didn't even know there were still milkmen. Old fashioned part of town, I guess. I tried to talk to her about it once she had her shirt back on, and she tried to back over me with his car. I think it's over. Fuck. I'm going to go get a drink.