12:33am – Ashamed of myself

PROVE IT, HERMY……

I’ve acted disgracefully since My Key went into the hospital.

As a surprise, I looked up the number to the hospital, called them to see if individual rooms have phones, and then asked to be put through to Peter Campbell’s room.  They said he wasn’t admitted, and they transferred me to the ER, where they told me he wasn’t admitted there, either.

Now, this is where the disgraceful behavior comes in.

Betty flew into a goddamned rage from Hell itself.  She wanted to know….if he wasn’t at the hospital, where the fuck WAS he?  Why would he lie to us?  Blah blah blah

I finally regained enough control to settle things a bit.

We just drove Yvonne to work.  I say "we" because I didn’t drive well.  I tend to have hallucinations when I drive at night.  Lewis came out a bit, and that’s scary, because he is the one who’s gotten us into one-vehicle accidents before and other jams that COULD have turned uglier than they were.

My Mikey just called.  He hasn’t been admitted yet, so he sneaked out for a smoke break and to call me.  It was strange.  They’ve already pumped him full of pain meds, so he sounds drunk.  As we were winding down our call, they were calling him inside again.  Fucking pig bastards won’t give me any of  MY MIKEY TIME!!!!

I wonder if I need to be committed.

My Mikey, I love you forever times pi cubed plus one,

Your Jack

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