The true, uncensored, pathetic story of a fked-up college student's junior year and his desperate search for something to fill the empty void of his meaningless life.
Originally published in serial format on the web. Now for the first time available in ebook form.
Hailed by internet fans around the world,
"You're fresh in my head for this. Fuing amazing. Absolutely fking amazing. Your writing reminds me of Michael Chabon though I think yours is better. You're an amazing writer."
"Dave man, you have the gift; it's unmistakable. You breathe life into your creations. You articulate so many things I've seen and felt in my life. Don't ever stop writing."
"It's like a movie! You have one fking incredible life. Your writing is excellent and really draws the reader in. Just wanted to say how brilliant I think your diary is."
"I just caught up with your story and I sit here stunned by it. I was enthralled, moved to tears and laughter. Your writing is so precise and yet so subtle. It's as if you turn words into a blanket that covers your life, you wrap a person in it and then you take them on a journey through your life. Sorry for the horrible metaphor but it's 5 a.m. and I've been up for about 22 hours now, reading it all."
"Just a brief note to tell you -- as I am sure so many others have -- how DEEPLY I have been -- and continue to be affected by your diary. You have a significant career ahead of you as a writer."
"Your diary is an intellectual stimulation, an emotional release, and a real turn-on. I am amazed at the peace I experience by reading your angst. Please continue with force and vitality."
"Oh Dave, let me count the ways. A riveting story, I HAD to keep reading. Such visual writing, I could SEE everyone. A fun story, I could FEEL your angst. Did you sell the movie rights yet? Keep plugging away. Victory can't be very far."
"You struck a chord and made something resonate in me. I love the way you write. And you've got a killer sense of humor. But what really touched me and what's so endearing about you is that your experiences, even at your most tragic and lonely times, prove how similar we all really are. Thank you for sharing this bleeding slice of your life with the rest of the world."
And so it begins...
People I know sometimes ask me why I am the way I am. Usually, I ignore them. But sometimes I tell them about the things that have happened to me. And the response is always the same. "Things like that don't happen in real life." And then they laugh at me.
And yet these things don't stop, and in fact, lately, the velocity at which they are happening seems to be accelerating and I'm telling you, I feel like everything's gonna blow any minute. My problem, and I think many of you can identify with this, is that I have absolutely no one to talk to about this stuff. Sometimes things happen involving a couple of friends where each person is oblivious to what's really going on and if they were to find out, all hell would break out. And that leaves me stuck in the middle. Or maybe it's just that I have unsympathetic friends or maybe I have no friends at all. I don't know. All I can tell you is that what's going on now, well, if I don't tell someone, I'm gonna snap.
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