My Dying Diary

My Pshrink told me that it is better to write this shit down instead of taking it out on my xwife and daughter, so here it is. This will cover from thanksgiving 1996 until I die. I'm going to stop when I die, the pshrink said that was OK. I have a computer expert helping me with this. I do the writing, and he's teaching me HTLM and editing for formatting etc. I dont have enough time to do everything. He says that I can't learn word processing but I can use this word pad thingie, it seems to work OK for me. It's simple, that's what I need, something simple in my life. Everything else is so fucking complicated. I never have said fucking, but I can type it OK. That kinda shows you where I'm at, headwise. I've been called an anal-retentive prick by better people than you. So go right ahead.

Finally, here on **/**/** (oops, no dates, please!), this stuff is on line, and I did it myself!

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