The Man Who Lived in the Cemetery, Part 4
Part 4
I keep
misspelling cemetery. For whatever
reason I type an a for the last e but fortunately the ComputerMaticEditor 5000
that I type this typing on changes is for me so I don’t look like an even
bigger idiot than I already do based on this body of work not to mention my day
to day behavior.
I almost added
a u to “behavior” but then I remembered I’m back in the States where we don’t
have time for such ridiculous things.
I should get
back to J at this point because it’s pretty damned hot at the cemetery with an
“e” (in cemetery, not in “hot” obviously) and I don’t remember if I wrote him a
bottle of water or not.
J fortunately
remembered to bring a bottle of water.
Well thank
heavens for that.
J was actually
pretty good at remembering things which might make you think that J was a
conscientious person who was good at interpersonal relationships. If it made you think that it fooled you
because J was a self-centered asshole who looked out for #1 first and didn’t
really have a ton of friends. Also you
shouldn’t have been fooled if you read the second paragraph of Part 1 where I
pretty much laid out the misanthropic nature of J.
Hence the
spending time among the headstones routine.
Which is what J was doing this day as he did on a daily basis.
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