It really is a mad mad world

I tried pretty hard to get out of here and I even did once for three months.... but now I'm back in the world of poor old Fran. She really fucked up, she knew this was coming but she waffled around and kept living for too long. She never had it good before she lost her mind, she's a victim of the consumer american school of getting shit. Now she sits in her 800 dollar chair and wonders where she is in the evening She wouldn't pull the plug when she could have and now shes a demented angry old woman who spends all her time trying to prove she's not. She's not able even to get her own breakfast together never mind suicide. It's really bad that she knows,recognizes clearly for christ sakes, what is happening to her She knows she can't beat it.... If anyone knows a real god maybe you could ask it to stop by and do some godly shit here, Fran will now become what we used to call "a vegetable." This process is well under way. I'm watching it happen. I would rather watch something else, but that's not the way it is. Are we going to watch her? In the immortal words of Josey Wales, "I reckon so."