Meet David Keilha, a charming young fellow, recent graduate of the acclaimed Snohomish High School. David’s extracurricular activities include game-drinking and group fornicating. In hopes of expanding on his passion for frolicking-about David acquired gameful employment, with a crony of his, peddling smut. With this newfound wealth, David moved to a larger metro area and things were moving along marvelously. Then he found the diary. Introducing Vincent Soltero, a self-indulgent pessimist who can’t catch a brake. Each mind numbing day spent behind the someone else’s cash register is worse than the previous day. Vincent decides to keep a journal, recording the events of his truly pathetic existence. Finally, Vincent meets a wonderful girl, from the back of the yellow pages, and gains slightly less disdain for life. Eventually, Vincent is struck mind-blowing fact that his prostitute girlfriend may not really love him and so he is ready to die. Initially David disregarded Vincent’s found writings as the deranged thoughts of a hopeless loser, however as David’s reading progressed so did his empathy for Vincent. The prospect of living in a new city was tainted by getting laid as many times with girls, as getting beaten up. Upon the conclusion of the diary, David discovers that Vincent is planning on killing himself and David decides to intervene. Like a drunken Dick Tracey, David tracks down Vincent and prepares to rescue him. In this process of rescuing. David nearly kills Vincent, on accedent and he is booked for attempted murder and then things really get interesting.

think about it, you only have to give up one meal to read this book. I gave up hundreds creating it. elliott