Apr 06, 2004 22:08
So last night when I was writing my paper on the "stormy sixties" the power lines must have gotten broken or something by my house, and all power went dead. I LOVE blackouts, so it rocked wicked, like a guitar squealing wicked loud. So anyway, I had just gotten to the part about drug use among teenagers, so I was electrically forced to stop there. So, before I came home from school today to finish the drug section, as well as the conclussion to the paper, I got stoned in order to honor the times.
God I love hippies. And the more videos I watch about the time period, the more I get pissed off at the cops and men like Daily of chicago. What a bunch of pricks.
Today rocked, I got a wonderful phone call and I have finished my paper. It came out pretty good I think, we'll see.
Miss ya'll. I can't wait until the DYC overnight.
Love, Big Eric