Entry #4 I was at a convenience store when I saw her. The bitch. Apparently she'd picked up on what all I was going to buy, because she bought exactly EVERYTHING that I had been planning on purchasing. I don't write this shit down, she just knew. And she paid for all of it before I could even get in line, and when I walked up to the person at the cash register, he couldn't see me. My world feels like it's coming to an end and I'm the harbinger of the apocalypse. And it's crazy to think I'm pondering this because of some nutjob at a convenience store.