The Third Journal of Jesse Fitzgerald
Hoo-ha!!! Joy rides are amazingly fun. That's right, this one's all about car-jacking. I have stolen Hummers, Bikes, Harley Davidson's, Jeeps, and an industrial-sized dump truck. The last one drove like a tank. The Hummer belonged too, none other than, Judge Desalvo. He's the judge on Anna's lawsuit. How do I know? Campbell told me, and his license plate reads "ALLRISE". But other than that, I had no idea at the time. Good news is I was released on a P.R. bail. Sort of like Barabbas in the bible. I was released to keep the public in favor. Ha, HA, HA, HA! That makes me laugh. The public is always in favor in this small town suburban hell-hole. The other two, well I can't remember, on account of my homemade still, where they came from or how I stole them. You may be thinking where I keep these stolen vehicles. The thing is I don't keep them. I more of borrow them with out permission and then return them later. Much to the annoyance of the owners. Well the case is moving along pretty slowly. Aww, what am I saying. It's more boring than counting sand. By the way the Oncology ward held a "PROM" for the patients. Kate went with this guy named Taylor Ambrose in the hospital. She's in remission, he's on chemo. They talk every night on the phone, and even make out on the ward. Kate says it feels like flying. Not the way I would have put it, but hey whatever floats your boat. So back to this dance thing. Of course, Kate goes with Taylor. They dance, kiss, dance some more, kiss some more. After an hour or two, they decide its time to leave. Taylor goes to his room, Kate to hers. Little did she know that her first kiss with Taylor was also her last. That's because Taylor died three days later. Mom and Kate had a small fight over this because, mom didn't tell Kate immediately. She waited for a few weeks. Sucks to be Kate right now. You're first love goes off and dies, leaving you all alone. She is still crying about that.
