Hello everyone, this is Refried. It is 8 am. I just turned in my comedy routine. I was not able to let go of a few jokes. I do not want to waste them and think it is funnier how it is. But we will see. Maybe I can edit but I just think I am right about this. And last time Ben was wrong about something so I don't even know if he is doing stuff on purpose.

So anyway I got good sleep but woke up feeling persecuted by Karla and the hospital.  I just am on the right medicine and they are going to make me take the latuda again and ruin my health.  The overwhelming feeling this past month while I waited for the latuda problem to go away is that I can't believe they were allowed to ruin my health for three years.  

At noon I will go to the hospital and talk to Dr. Fatima. I am glad it is a doctor that I like.

I saw that I lost a facebook friend. They are sick of seeing my face and some people side with the abusers because they have never had an opportunity to prove they are not racist.  But I think most people are not fooled. It is just like the Sharlene bullcrap.  Remember when I ruined everyone's christmas? This is the same racist bullcrap.

I am so sad about the ruined country, the bad politics of society, my missing poetry success, the hypocritical media roll throughs where some people get celebrated and some don't, and the actual justice people disappeared, the stupid anti gender people still being stupid and controlling, and most of all, the bullies who are allowed to personally abuse me. I can't wait until life is over. This is the familiar feeling that the racists at the Bronx have always caused on purpose and gotten away with for some reason.