------------------------------------ Note  25   seriously... 
               *** A Story by Dr. Graper ***
 
         3/28/79   4:53 pm     lynch / udperuse / unidel
Dear Friends:
 
        Just so this notefile doesn't gather dust, I'm
gonna put a few things in it about my life.  I mean, 
seriously, this is interpersonal notes and like I may___
play the clown all the time but, like, there's a serious
underside of me that I'd like to air here.  A man of fun and
laughs does have his deeper feelings.
        Well, first of all, the tests came back from the
dentist today and he told me that, from what he sees, I have
a serious case of homosexuality.  
        Oh no!  No!  Just kidding!
        But really.  I've been in a deep depression these
days and have considered killing myself.  Yeah, really.  
No. . .no. . .no, I won't reconsider.  I'm gonna do it this
time.  Yeah.  No, no poison.  No, that didn't work last
time either.
        What?  Sure.  You know, you eat about five handfuls
of Nytol(c) and drink about a can of Hawaiian punch, put on
some funky records and fall asleep on the bed.  Yeah, and
 
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               *** A Story by Dr. Graper ***
 
         3/28/79   4:54 pm     lynch / udperuse / unidel
then something_________ always goes wrong!
        Sure, if you've ever tried killing yourself, you 
know that it isn't last minute decisions or changes that
bring the process to an end.  Uh uh.  No, it's always your
Mom bustin into your room with a basket full of clean 
clothes and "What've you got the stereo on so loud for??"
and then you see her see the twelve empty NYTOL boxes and
then you fall asleep and wake up with some weird foreigner
with a strange accent asking you to do simple addition 
problems, "Kahn you ahd three und four?  Ist that Seven, Ja!
Ja?" and its the doctor and blam, its visit him every 
wensday afternoon for the next year and then for the rest
of the time with your parents you can't ever play the stereo
loud without them busting in and shouting "Are you alright??
Are you alright??" and even when you move out your mother
calls up the landlord and tells him to watch out if the
stereo in your apartment suddenly gets very loud and one
funky album keeps playing over and over again and he uses
 
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               *** A Story by Dr. Graper ***
 
         3/28/79   5:01 pm     lynch / udperuse / unidel
that opportunity to keep annoying you and banging on
your door, "Are you alright??  Are you alright??" and 
unlocks it and bothers you with his stinking consideration.
        Well, uh, I'll see you later.
 
                Your Friend,
                Dr. Graper