Category: Diary

October 29, 2025, Wednesday.
Riverside, California.

Let me write while I have the time. Sometimes you go a long time without being able to spare 5 minutes for a pen and notebook.

The worst part about being a rookie (on the forum/dictionary) is that the save button doesn't work. Saving drafts to the side is one of the most important features of the dictionary. That way, you can read what you wrote and correct spelling mistakes, for example.

Well, you can't do this when you're a rookie. Otherwise, I could have stayed a rookie for life. No big deal.

My goal is to empty my mind and relax. I could have a hundred thousand goals, but this is one of the most important ones.

October 28, 2025, Wednesday.
Barstow, California.

I had written a piece mixed with sadness and acceptance under the influence of the adult film I watched last time, but of course, when I talked about the adult film in detail, they deleted my account, they blew me away.

I'm learning my lesson. You see, I say "adult film" now. How civilized of me. How polite of me.

They are right, of course. Kids read these places too.

I continue trying to drive the truck, pick up loads, drop off loads, earn money, distribute money, and close my debts.

Most recently on Friday, they loaded 10 tons of pizza from Chicago, I'll drop it off at the Walmart warehouse in Riverside, California in a few hours.

I am like a night. Pitch black. Memories shine in the distance like stars. I want so many things that I won't be able to have any of them. Life is too short. Appetite is too much. Beautiful forms. Beautiful faces. Dark eyebrows dark eyes - she is a Middle Eastern beauty. Blonde hair blue eyes - she is a North Star. Dark hair blue eyes - she is a mamasita and blonde hair dark... (Read More)

July 31, 2025, Sunday.
Winnemucca, Nevada.

I’m going to San Francisco. I’m taking peaches. I got the peaches from Idaho. Caldwell, Idaho. Somewhere near Boise. Tee, I came from New York to Idaho. That was good. Long... (Read More)

August 24, 2025, Sunday.
Port St. Lucie, Florida.

I got the flu. I hate getting sick. I picked up 20 tons of watermelons from Washington, Indiana, I will deliver them to Pompano Beach, Florida in the morning. Miami metropolis. It's humid,... (Read More)

August 21, 2025, Thursday.
Belmont, Ohio.

I laid around this week. I went to pick up a load on Tuesday, they loaded it very late. When they loaded it late, I said I wouldn't be able to deliver this load on time anymore. They had to... (Read More)

August 19, 2025, Tuesday.
Port Jervis, New York.

Fuck this kind of life, man. What is this, dude? Wake up every morning, drive a truck, go to sleep exhausted every night. Then wake up in the morning and drive a truck again. What for? Is... (Read More)

August 16, 2025, Saturday.
Rawlins, Wyoming.

Eva Marie. I spent hours trying to find this woman. I had seen her on Twitter a long time ago. Her boobs were huge. Her hair was blonde, her face was sweet. Now I looked, in some... (Read More)

August 14, 2025, Thursday.
Driscoll, North Dakota.

A person segregates from other people city by city, district by district, village by village, neighborhood by neighborhood in their own homeland, but if they meet someone from a... (Read More)

August 10, 2025, Sunday.
Columbia, South Carolina.

The smartest people are among those who do not write. We look for the smart one among those who write. If nothing has any meaning, is writing a smarter behavior, or not writing? If... (Read More)