09/25/26 - 3:46pm.

older black lady said my hair was pretty again today. black people LOVE my hair dude. they're the only people that bother to talk to me about anything at all when i go outside. my favorite interaction was this dude that asked me for directions because he was too high to use his phone that started freestyling for me in the middle of the road. sick as hell, i don't get why mexican parents hate them so bad.

there's this homeless dude i always see around that has a fluffy little pet dog. his little dude's so well behaved, never seen him acting up. maybe the dog's just old too. gave him the megaman gfuel drink i impulse got from the dollar store. hope it doesn't taste too shit.

nothing at the dollar store is ever a dollar anymore. that's how you know shit is fucked. cheapest thing they got is $1.25. fucking bullshit. nothing will ever be good anymore. it's all gone to hell. won't see me stick around long enough to start requiring ID for you to be able to purchase your $8 Red Bull, but good luck to y'all.

gonna dirt oval race today. game i got for it is genuinely really good. i really feel like i was born in a trailer park when i play that shit. my true ideal life. i hate my parents for raising me in "Hayward, California."

im in so much debt but i don't care. i just won't answer the phone and they can't do anything to me about it. i'll get in even more debt while i wait it out as well. fuck yourself.