Matt Richardson

I'm worried... about me...

January 29, 2005 | 0 Minute Read

Just re-reading an email I'd sent to a friend, about going insane, getting fed up with looking for a contract:

I'm going insane! Shoot me!

I know. I'll shoot me (somewhere where its not going to hurt too much), then find a corrupt doctor to pronounce me dead, get the life insurance, and then I dont have to get a job! yay!

Hmm... need to investigate plastic surgery and false passports... 

Note to self - tell family that I'm not dead.

I'm worried about the way my brain works...

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