I'm both pissed and bummed out at the same time. Last night was a straight up fucking war between me and all the fuckers at the bar. The manager was skipping all my songs because he said no one wanted to hear them and that I was costing him money by making people leave. What the fuck is wrong with Rancid, Misfits and Slayer with a Pantera chaser? They are fucking morons, they're all fucking morons. I was told by one big motherfucker that if I didn't like it then I should just leave. I stomped up to the bar and told him he'd better give me back every last fucking dime I put in the jukebox, which he did. I hung around a little while longer just out of spite before leaving. I was with about four of my friends and we were all ready to start the next great fucking bar fight. Scott asked me if I could afford to post my own bail and somehow that deflated the situation. The voice of rationality always sucks ass. Don't fucking get me wrong, the war has just begun............L8er...........Aj
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i think its april 18th.