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Jimmy has been having vivid dreams as of late…   The main one is time for a geographical relocation.  North East, Oregon…?  As he dreams he is disturbed by the lack of daily life’s the neighbors have, LEAVE ME ALONE, get a fucking life.  When somebody says, to another “Leave me alone I don’t want to talk to you.”  You honor there request not ring… ring… ring… the neighbooooringgghood telephone game begins.  It is so pathetic to see these grown up? people trying to slide on by with there normal days, yet they gossip, gossip, gossip.  THERE IS NOTHING TO GOSSIP about, jeeez already.  What do you want from Jimmy.  Personally when one saysto someone don’t talk to me, and next thing Jimmy knows is that Warbble, Warbble, zooooooom…  and he is back in frick’n Junior High School, get a clue shit.  Its almost laughable but it is agravatting as FUCK and in his dreams Jimmy truely feel sorry for some of these people, is this for what their life’s they have sought…? Gossipping about some figment of their imaginations concerning a kid who likes to garden and work on bikes, so I dont have a job, Got a problem with it?  Off to work now, scoot, scoot…  Mind yur P&Q’s.  Flipping the notepad to a more mature page…

Jimmy has been taking it easy he has been writing a ton on ink and paper but not so much on the computer.  My life is boring, its a coin toss.  Don’t pay attention and it just might be your loss. Time out Cereal…

Peace and God Bless,

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