Apr 28, 2009 00:58
I think it started on saturday early afternoon while I was hopping onto the train to San Francisco. Maybe a few days before...
This Friday is May 1st, commemorating the May Day massacre in the city I call home. I dunno, like I said to Court last Saturday; whenever I put my hair up it gets me thinking about things and what I'm up to.
Can I really respect myself? Although I have made some progress towards my beliefs, most of that progress has only been where it is most convienent. In the last few years I've added a few folks to my list of most influential people in my life, right now though, thinking about Chicago I can't help but wonder what Dennis would say. I found his email this evening, while trying to see what trouble he'd been getting into, but I think he'd be ashamed for me. I owe it to myself to do more and I owe it to my fellow man and those before me to do more. This Thursday the Alex Bergman group meets in SF, followed by a may day picnic @ dolores park. I should go.
Right now I'm gonna go grab a snack. I've been listenin to a lot of different stuff tonight, it's healthy...
Wow what a shitty night, started this post around midnight and now it's 8am. After I left to get a snack I wound up locking myself out of the apartment and I had to sleep outside behind the apartment complex.
Fuck'n A.