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Every night I have the strangest dreams, and last night was no different. It was myself and all of the wonderous BC folks with whom I partied and whose company I so enjoyed, only we all had beavertails and lived in a strange sort of beaver dam. We had tunnels in the shape of a half pipe underneath a large river. We used our tails to beat on the mud to dry it out in order to build these tunnels, that in escence, were really quite pointless.
Today was to be the start of my new job as a welders helper, which was something I was really looking forward to. The boss was supposed to be here to pick me up 45 minutes ago, and has yet to show up, or answer his phone. Perhaps this is a sign that I should get a job in BC and move into Jays building in East Van.
Yesterday in court turned out to be quite a joke. It was supposed to be the day that they told me whether or not I was approved for alternative measures, which would mean that they would wipe clean my criminal record in exchange for community service. In order to qualify I had to hook up with a non-profit organization and get them to write a letter of recommendation, which was to be sent to my lawyer, which was in turn supposed to be used in my defense in court. After waiting in court for four hours yesterday it was finally my turn to take the stand, and the prosecuting lawyer announced that I had not had a letter written and as such, did not qualify. The only thing is, I DID have the letter written by Nissa at SLSACS, and I faxed it to my lawyer two days ago. Their was a brief recess while my lawyer called his office to see if they had misplaced it, and after about 20 minutes he came back into the courtroom quite redfaced and announced that his secretary had lost the letter, and that we'd have to reschedule the court date. They wanted me to come back in a week, but I said I can't because I'm supposed to be heading up north for work, so they said to come back in a month. Again, I said that I probably will be gone for work, but they said that if I have to have someone come in as a representative then that's what we'll have to have done. I went to my lawyers office and spoke to the secretary who lost the letter and said "I'm not going to ask my friends or family to miss work because you misplaced a letter, so you can be my representative." She seemed okay with that idea.
I got an email from David Dondero yesterday, which really made my day. I've been so stoked on his music for about a year now, and I totally forgot that I had emailed him a few weeks back. He wrote back and said that he's been feeling kinda shitty lately, but that my letter had made him feel better. He said that he's stuck in NYC for the time being, but that he's looking forward to playing some Canadian dates in the spring. I really think it's cool when someone doesn't have that big ego thing going, and they're willing to make themself seem more like a friend than a musician.
Today was to be the start of my new job as a welders helper, which was something I was really looking forward to. The boss was supposed to be here to pick me up 45 minutes ago, and has yet to show up, or answer his phone. Perhaps this is a sign that I should get a job in BC and move into Jays building in East Van.
Yesterday in court turned out to be quite a joke. It was supposed to be the day that they told me whether or not I was approved for alternative measures, which would mean that they would wipe clean my criminal record in exchange for community service. In order to qualify I had to hook up with a non-profit organization and get them to write a letter of recommendation, which was to be sent to my lawyer, which was in turn supposed to be used in my defense in court. After waiting in court for four hours yesterday it was finally my turn to take the stand, and the prosecuting lawyer announced that I had not had a letter written and as such, did not qualify. The only thing is, I DID have the letter written by Nissa at SLSACS, and I faxed it to my lawyer two days ago. Their was a brief recess while my lawyer called his office to see if they had misplaced it, and after about 20 minutes he came back into the courtroom quite redfaced and announced that his secretary had lost the letter, and that we'd have to reschedule the court date. They wanted me to come back in a week, but I said I can't because I'm supposed to be heading up north for work, so they said to come back in a month. Again, I said that I probably will be gone for work, but they said that if I have to have someone come in as a representative then that's what we'll have to have done. I went to my lawyers office and spoke to the secretary who lost the letter and said "I'm not going to ask my friends or family to miss work because you misplaced a letter, so you can be my representative." She seemed okay with that idea.
I got an email from David Dondero yesterday, which really made my day. I've been so stoked on his music for about a year now, and I totally forgot that I had emailed him a few weeks back. He wrote back and said that he's been feeling kinda shitty lately, but that my letter had made him feel better. He said that he's stuck in NYC for the time being, but that he's looking forward to playing some Canadian dates in the spring. I really think it's cool when someone doesn't have that big ego thing going, and they're willing to make themself seem more like a friend than a musician.