Hello all,
I don't really know why I'm writing this, I mean, I'm not drunk or anything, and I don't even believe myself to have anything noteworthy on which to, well, um, note.
There's this guy who's always hanging around the bar I happen to frequent, and
he drinks until he's drunk, and then once he's drunk he likes to proselytize to all of us sinners. He told me he would pray for my soul while he held my hand so tightly he made me believe for just one moment that my soul even stood a chance. It doesn't even have a chance in hell.
Sometimes I get embarrassed when I don't feel I'm making as good an impression on someone as I feel I should, or should be able to. I suppose that makes me no different than many, but still it doesn't seem like other people get so shy.
I don't know, dudes, I think that's about it.
Pray for me, or at least that I may get a job sometime soon. Dire straits, surely.
Willie.
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