Jon's Online Suicide Diary
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Dear Alison,
So here it is. That "stupid webpage I'm always working on". I think it's worth it, don't you? Oh, that's right, nothing I do is ever worth it. I'm not worth it. You know what, I'm sick of this and I'm sick of you. You know what, I'm going to kill myself (not that you'll care). I'm going to kill myself online. I'm going to kill myself for your pleasure and the pleasure of millions and I'm going to do it during the Cannes Film Festival. I just need to get a web camera. Or maybe I don't. Maybe if I just sit here and wait you'll think I'm dead....
Did you think I was dead? I didn't type anything for 3 hours. I guess I do need the web camera. I guess I'll have to spend my last money on that instead of FOOD since you took all the money out of our account.
So I'll get that camera. I'll get it tomorrow. Or maybe I'll just wander around tonight and look for one. After all, I don't need any sleep do I?
Jon
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