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Pre Post Script: Yesterday I had started cleaning my apartment and I found a copy of 'Prisoner of Azkaban' and read THE ENTIRE THING in one sitting instead of cleaning my apartment.

I'm not proud. It's not even my copy, I SWEAR.


Bought 60 bucks worth of shit to make soup for tomarrow.

Making dal (nepalese lentil soup) and a cranberry quinoa pilaf.

dinner at nine. Be there or be square.

And you're hip and froody, so you don't want to be a fucking square.

I think when I get out of jail I'm going to work a bit and then travel around the country.

The whole reason I did this jail thing as opposed to probation is I can leave the state and country when I get out.

I'm waiting till I gets a little more situated before I leave the country again....though...fuck George Bush.

I gots people over on the east coast, but no one in between.

SOOO... South on the great missisip to St. Louis then shoot over to Colorado to see people in boulder, my sis and cuz in salt lake (UGH), friends and family in arizona, some step family in san diego (y'know, maybe not) friends of friends in frisco and pretty good family in LA on several brances of the tree.

But I just had that 'what the hell are you doing with your life' speech from my dad and he wants me to start college ASAP and all. he had me choosing a career and joining the freemasons and all this other shit.

I had to remind him I'm going to jail in 7 days, so we'll get out of jail and talk about college and joining the assramming freemasons when I get out of the hoosgow, dad.

It's not like he did anything particularly interesting with his life. I'm not saying I don't like the guy, he's a good dude. I'm just saying he's got a very normal attitude to everything, like he's not willing to really overacheive or chase foolish hopeless dreams.

I, on the other hand, am very quixotic. And thats not a phase, I reckon, I've been like this for a while.

My shrink relative thinks I should be a shrink.
My conservative lawyer politico grandfather thinks I should be a lawyer.

The professional comedian thinks I should go on a kill crazy rampage, cuz there ain't no money in comedy.


I'm still working on this sobriety thing.

I'm still drug free and all, but everyday it gets more like....okay...I love booze and drugs and drugs and booze.


At any rate, I just heard that song 'Share the Land' by the Guess who, and that's a good song, so here are the lyrics for it.



Share The Land
The Guess Who
Have you been around
Have you done your share of coming down
On different things that people do
Have you been aware
You got brothers and sisters who care
About what's gonna happen to you
In a year from now...

Maybe I'll be there to shake your hand
Maybe I'll be there to share the land
That they'll be giving away
When we all live together.

Did you pay your dues
Did you read the news
This morning when the paper landed in your yard
Do you know their names
Can you play their games
And coming down a bit too hard...

Shake your hand, share the land
Shake your hand, share the land
You know I'll be standing by
To help you if you worry....
[trailing off]
No more sadness, no more sorrow, no more bad times
every day coming sunshine, everyday everybody laughing
walking together by the river, walking together and
laughing, everybody singing together, everybody singing and
laughing, good times good times, everybody walking by the
river now, walking singing talking smiling laughing loving
each other.