An excerpt from I journal I recently found: "After highschool, I scraped by with babysitting gigs and odd jobs. Mostly the jobs we call blow. I had lost my job at the base PX and I had lost my gag reflex. You do the math. I sat for the baby of General Speck, commander of the nearby army fort. His other son was the Artist Formerly Known As My Buttboy." or this one; "It is clear that I must find my other half. But is it a he or a she? What does this person look like? Identical to me? O...