i will post 2 parts of my attempt at writing this book , tell me what you think. it's a very weird funny and horrific story.

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I find Meg again at her usual places, the morning jog, at work, at the gym after work, back home but I never go until I see the lights go out, when they finally do Toejam takes me home. Today we had us a new patient needing our care and sub-divided attention. Meg and Vigil Lance tag teaming all the Hopeless with our little gems of encouragement and hope. Lucky her gets to do this all in the comfort of her home and I have to do this in the un-comfort of the limo 20 feet away.
I now am a card carrying member of MADD and other such acrimonious organizations. If my Meg doesn’t pan out soon I will need to start on these other candidates.
Madd was a perfect board for my need but these other Goggled ones I’m not so sure about. The Victims of 911 Remembrance WebZine had not gotten my fancy nor has the Victims of Spousal Abuse Web Hotline. I didn’t know anyone honestly affected by 911 and I understood spousal abuse for what it was, a justified means to get her to finally shut the fuck up!!
I almost black out again but this time though I manage to wrestle control back to its rightful heirs, I just wish I remembered how we did it.

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“RAPE??” I screamed … blackness greets me now.. Thankful for the respite, my mind takes a piss break.
Again with the fucking needle , I pretend it doesn’t wake me , perhaps they will go away.
Fuck, now the other arm , I try not to wince in pain . maybe they will give up so I can get back to what I wasn’t doing. Nope , now between my toes they jab me with the final straw and I yell out “OKAY OKAY I GIVE UP YOU GOT ME”
They called this my confession at trial , it was a speedy trial. I was guilty by associating with myself .. a child rapist no less. When pictures of my supposed victim were given to the media I was toasted, burned , flipped over and burned some more.
I listened later that blah blah’s real name is Trevor Tootlittle and that this was his first civil trial.

board = bulletin board .. i suppose nothing i posted above will make any sense at all without knowing the story.
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By the sign I was given this was not her wine but it was a very good wine the masses had dictated. This one I’m supposed to praise and dutifully do so. The applause scared the shit out of me, after 5 long minutes in silence, eyes glued to my Vulcan twitches of the brow and wrinkles of the nose I truly wasn’t expecting cheers and high fives from this quorum of dignificants.
I do admit I was liking all this attention, I invented new wine connoisseur moves like the ear twitch and Adam’s apples wobble.. Tricks I had been doing since I was a kid to make the bigger boys laugh and like me but they never did. It’s when I started crossing my eyes that Tootsie with a gesture told me I am taking the act where it naught ought to go.