warmed up boiled macaroni from yesterday in fried ribboned beef in creambutter with black peper , and a buttersauce with leek , spiced with ginger , white peper and garlic , what became between my busted dents , the one to far behind to floss and hardly to pick with a toothpick , Erik cries about it two faced as he is about what all is not in my reach by him , but he goes on with that also and that make's him no friend or a acting person from a same family , and yes I need Alison her help on many fronts to say only time is lost even when my health has been attacked for many time's , practicaly since Erik's birth this thing he can not explain but does not end is a constant bring down on any level realy to abnormal after not normal , like more people have in life and were he made friends with , those that abuse some one else to get away with what they do themselve's and know that it is wrong but to keep on going that there are worser things but I do not do that , why that happens that constant fight to proove what you are not , by those who try to proove also what they are not but have that drive of shame , while someone without same get's tired of that whole fight more easely by in real nothing to loose , by having nothing to be ashamed of for real to go come will come and tell , but 'Dead man tell no tale's' is still those without shame least one's motto .
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