FUNJOB

I wore pastels to a funeral. Ah hA!

To aid you awkward ones, I will not be having a funeral. I will vanish and people will be paid not to talk about it. Then, the unpreserved corpse shall be stripped naked and flown over the Amazon jungle, or an African savanah. Well, I guess you can ice it, none of that plastic blood shit, OK?

New job is going to pay off. It is fun, for a factory job. There are about 7 kids my age to hang out and screw off with, all for the highest I have ever been paid in my life! Me and Harry unloaded a whole trailer of office furniture! It flew by, and then I napped for an hour, but it felt like a year. No Plastic Blood!