May 10, 2004 09:44
These days as of recently go by too fast. I usually can't remember what day it is just because I am keeping busy. So yesterday I worked as a dishwasher at Goldenhawk. That place isn't half bad to work at. It is really fucking nice.
"I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this puzzle. Everyday another small piece can't be found!"
So still no letter from Johnny Law. They sure are wasting a lot of time. It doesn't bother me though. If I had a choice I would like to get it over as soon as possible. I would like to have my license back. It sure is ironic how they force you to break the law. They take away your license even though they know you have to drive to work. Especially since you would have to work to pay off court costs. That's ok. if they think they have the upper hand, i'll prosecute them for trying to execute me. That's right ladies and gents, that's how the long arm of the law treats drug abusers now-a-days. They try and kill them off.
"Dancing in the rain of descending ash, dancing on your grave. I'll see you all falling."
I guess I believe living in a world where how you treat yourself is your problem, not anybody elses. They wonder why nobody backs the government, well let me put it into context for you. You treat the people who are supposed to protect this country worse than indentured servants and you make drug abusers out to be worse than serial killers.
A really good friend of mine has decided to join the army. I totally support his decision, but I hate the idea of him going away. I think it would be a waste of his unique personality and free-thinking characteristics to join up with an organization where (in my opinion) they teach you to think the same. They hate individualism and I think that would contrast with Chet entirely. Maybe it's just me though. It's his decision but it's hard because he is one of eric and mines oldest friends.
"As waves of plastic fame go out of fashion, you're going out forever unknown...."