3rd Wheel Extraction From Florida

ST, Mike, Skid, Gazer, Ed, Edd, and Eddie,

I haven't taken any pain medication now for 10 hours. I have been asleep. It hurts so bad right now that my ears are ringing and itching. Hold on for a few moments, boys, gots ta sip on some mandarin yogurt and eat some pills. This is my last day on quarters. Sunday I'm a free man. I think I'll explore the new Panama Java all day. I'll take notes with a new pen and a note book. I might just call someone today, ask them to spring me loose from quarters, jailbreak style see, and take me some place where I can draw pictures with my new felt pen. I NEED A FELT PEN! A DAMN MAGIC MARKER! A FELT PEN, SOMETHING! Last night I was put in a shitting position. I went away from here, jumped bail, broke parole, whatever, but I ended up having to walk 3 miles back home because my ride got too fucked up on Yellow Jackets and Bud Light. I can't wait until I'm out of here, ya'll I was talking to Hillary last night and she asked me what was going on in my head. It took me a while to figure out that she was talking about everything. I'm constantly frustrated with my life here. My friends. My job. My apartment is cool, but it's just in the wrong half of the continent. I hate it all. I'm ready for a new start and I'm ready for that to start with Hillary and moving away from Florida. I hope you two guys get to meet her in Sept. I told you right? She's going to fly down in time to get up with Double O and I to make the drive back to AK with us. She was going to do the whole drive from Florida to AlAskA, but she didn't want to intrude on the four of us guys. Anyway, I just can't wait to be done with all this shit. And my mouth hurts like a mother fucker. That tends to put a guy off. And the cutting smell of my dirty dishes. By the way, Double O invited Hillary and her friend, Kahlima, over to his house for BBQ. She did, and they just all had a great time. You guys will like her, I think. I'm going draw and write and hope to God the next 8 months go by in the next two days. Maybe I'll wake up, camping in Montana with my family. Maybe I'll wake up in Utah camping with my bros. Maybe I'll wake up in the Yukon, camping with Double O and Hillary. Maybe I'll wake up some where/any where/else where. One last thing, I had a dream this morning that David Bowie was elected president.

With Total Crap,
Mungo

Song of the Day: The Flaming Lips - "With You"