September 28, 2002
I absolutely detest joggers. How can you enjoy that? All that sweating and tiredness. I should get in their way. That’s right, I’m not moving. Yeah, go around me, freaks. Hey speedy. Remember passing me earlier? I caught up to you, ha. Where’s that other chick? Still way ahead? I’ll pass her before the next corner. Why is that woman sitting on that bench? Homeless or tired? Or are you waiting for someone? You’re someone’s mother, huh? My mom misses Angie. How much makeup should the homeless wear? I wonder if you’re a hooker. Have you ever considered it? Probably.