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Thursday, June 2nd, 2005
1:44 am	Cutting through the sludge with whisky Well, here I am again... Time has passed since my last entry. Well here is another one. Anyway, I don't have too much to say because I'm so tired. I guess the main point of this entry was to say thanks to my friends for being there and continuing to be there. Even Jon's yellow ass decided to show. Jon's a Twinkie, yellow on the outside but white on the inside. Thanks again... all of you. It was good to know when I decided to climb down from the clock tower off of I-275 I'd have something to do rather then just hide from the cops. Current Mood: confused (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 29th, 2005
7:56 pm	Let me know how you turn out... The Keys to Your Heart You are attracted to good manners and elegance. In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell. You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change. You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted. What Are The Keys To Your Heart? Current Mood: blah (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, March 24th, 2005
1:48 am	Home from vacation... It's all downhill from here I got back from vacation about a week ago. It's not good to be back; a few days ago I was floating in the middle of the Atlantic drinking a margarita, watching the sun bake. Now - now, I'm here in 32 degree weather with snow on the ground. Such an abrupt change of climate... I went from the climate of tropical all the way to the damn Tundra. Michigan isn't that bad. I'm getting use to the weather again. The cruise was great. Seven nights of drinking and eating. Went to bed at 3:00am and woke up around 8:00am or so. If you slept in you would miss all the morning activities. The bar tab got a little out of control though. Derek and I always had a drink in our hands though. Started at about noon and finished up around 3am or so. Lunch consisted of a hamburger, fries, and three martinis. Not only could I feel the walls of my liver get harder and coarser, but I actually felt the bile getting blacker and more solid. But hey, I was on vacation. I didn't get a chance to go golfing because my traveling chum decided to sleep in to 4:00pm every day. He's a good kid though. But when Derek did awake from his slumber we went to the top of the ship, around 3:00am, I ended up cracking him upside his skull with an oar - rendering him off balance, and then wrapped a chain around his ankle and pushed him overboard, the chain was attached to an anchor. I loved hearing that satisfying smack - you know the silence in the air and then a somewhat loud splash of him hitting the water and being swallowed in the abyss. The second splash was very satisfying though, the final noise of death - the anchor dragging him down. That satisfying noise and the full moon reflecting off the water were he was swallowed. I was upset to leave the ship on the last day. I didn't want to go home, I had too much fun. I guess for a cushion I did take a bunch of photographs and exchanged email address with the people I established a repore with on the ship. Everything was captured in a Polaroid moment. I can't wait for another. Current Mood: mellow (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 14th, 2004
12:33 pm	Don't worry Mazda, GM is here to help! Well it's been a decade since my last update. It's been a combination of laziness and just plane being busy. I don't even know where to begin. I think I'll start with my title of this entry. That's right, GM was helping Mazda. After work I went up to Jon's restaurant. I got there and they said they had Xbox hooked up in the back with a bunch of people playing Halo 2. Other than me playing Halo for a good hour or so and getting my ass whooped because I don't play Xbox, Amanda's 7 wouldn't start. Yes, the RX-7. This is Mazda. So I'm playing Halo and Jon comes in and says "Guys, the seven wont start and its cold as shit out there"... Danville can probably say it better than me. Anyway, so Jon leaves and I play for a little more. A good 45 minutes later I put down the controller and decide to check up on my Chinese friend and his foreign car. So I go out the back door, past the room where all the cocaine is cut, and walk past Jon trying to start the car. Keep in mind you can hear him mumbling all kinds of Chinese shit under his breath. So I start up the General Motors product I have, it starts in one turn of the key, and drive up next to the passenger side of the Mazda. I roll down my window and put my mighty elbow resting on the door, Jon realizes the car isn't running so he opens up his car door and sticks his Chinese head out and says "yeah?". I was trying now to smile; I was focusing on not smiling like a blacksmith trying to shape a stubborn piece of metal. I say, "ya need a lift buddy... or perhaps a jump" Keep in mind its 28 degrees outside and my car had instant heat because it’s GM so I'm not cold. Of course Jon declined my offer only because he refused to seek aid from a vehicle running strong in all kinds of weather. I try explaining to him if you put a little of that GM power I have into that car it will start in a second. He declined. While I was talking to Jon I realized that I was looking down on him. I was about 5x higher off the ground than him. I felt like Homer when he was driving that Mr. Plow, snow plow thing. I wish I could have gotten a sound bite of Jon saying "guys, the seven won’t start..." I would have put that shit on a streaming video on General Motor's site or something. Anyway, to give Jon credit, the Seven was able to start a good 50 minutes later. I've come to a conclusion that Jon will downplay this, but I just never had a problem with GM EVER not starting. I mean if you want something reliable why not get GM? Danville, wouldn't you agree? I just want to say, to all my friends that drive foreign cars, if you ever need a jump or a tow, let me know. I'll tow you out of a ditch when an SUV driver bumps you from the rear. I'll bring some level 12 grade titanium chains, hook that shit up and get you out of a ditch. OR, OR! If you want me to remove a tree or something I'll hook it up to that and just pull that out of the ground. Just let me know. Well, that's my exciting story. I'm trying to think if anything else happened so far. Not too much. I'm still waiting for a g0dly movie to come out so all of us can hit the movies at like midnight or something. Just like what we did with Underworld or The Last Castle. Well I'm off to the coal mine again. I'll try posting more now that I got the first one done it should be easier. Current Mood: chipper (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 12th, 2004
3:03 am	Mr. Wong's trip to China Jon is taking a trip to China tomorrow... talking about insurance polieys. IAmTheLaw2: AIG provides kidnaping/ransome insurance, you got your policey updated? IAmTheLaw2: oh ok Goospeed: no I dont IAmTheLaw2: i'll be pissed if i have to fly down there to get you or her out of trouble, i hate to have to use my connections over your ass IAmTheLaw2: fly down just to get you or her away from the kidnappers Goospeed: well it could be like a metal gear solid mission IAmTheLaw2: my cell rings at 4am one night IAmTheLaw2: i guesssssssssss Goospeed: kill the dude holdin me hostage IAmTheLaw2: i'll shoot you inthe legg so it looks like i dont care IAmTheLaw2: but than when you fall i'll shoot him in his face IAmTheLaw2: ok? IAmTheLaw2: don't say 'neg' either Goospeed: my god man Goospeed: I would be so pissed IAmTheLaw2: but i'd save you Goospeed: you should just put one in between the assholes eye in the first place IAmTheLaw2: thats too close to your head IAmTheLaw2: and you know AIG is on the DOW 30 now... they got rid of T, IP, and EK Goospeed: hmm no havent heard about that IAmTheLaw2: just remeber to update your kidnapping/ransome insurace so i dont have to track you down and break you out of the back of some chinese restruant where you and her are tied to a furnis or some shit... gaged with duckt tape Goospeed: I'll remember to call my agent IAmTheLaw2: American International Group - Ransom/Kidnaping Insurance http://www.aig.com Goospeed: oh shut up man Goospeed: sheesh IAmTheLaw2: AIG dawg Goospeed: sheesh Goospeed: what up? IAmTheLaw2: nm IAmTheLaw2: hold please Goospeed: k IAmTheLaw2: k Goospeed: sup IAmTheLaw2: so you got your insurence? IAmTheLaw2: have your father cash in a 15million life insurance policey Goospeed: man Goospeed: no no and no IAmTheLaw2: alright - i'm just looking about for you Goospeed: right (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 4th, 2004
1:06 pm	The Passion: A movie review Alright in the back of the book segment tonight I saw The Passion of Christ. In my personal opinion, I cannot see what the huge controversial deal is with the film. I cannot see how the movie is anti somatic. My uncle who is Jewish couldn't see why it was either. This was an accurate shot of the scriptures. The movie has an accelerated focus of Christ's last few hours of life. It was EXTREMLY well done. The movie was intensely violent with scenes of grizzly images. I really recommend that you see the movie during prime time, on a Friday night. Such as around 9:00pm. Why? Well because the movie is so moving and emotional, I feel you should be with a ton of people when you see it. Throughout the movie, during the silent parts, if you listen, you can hear 95% of the audience sniffing and crying. If you look around, if you choose so, you will see the guys trying not to cry by biting their lower lip and starring at the ceiling or looking away from the screen. The two girls sitting next to me (I don't know them) where balling. One was pinching her nose and trying to keep quiet. The gentlemen behind me shed some tears. You can hear all the sniffing, and even when I saw Titanic, it wasn't that loud or that many people. It's such a powerful movie. After the movie is finished you feel like you want to hug different people in the movies, whom you might not know. I know there was one girl who was crying walked by me and smiled... not a smile thinking I was attractive, perhaps ugly, but a smile as if everyone in that theater experienced the same thing. That all of us just saw something so moving we felt closer. When the movie was out no one talked. That’s what stuck me funny about the film. No one said a word, the movie let out in silence - just the occasional sniff and a faint voice in the background. When I got up and started to leave I noticed that approx. 15% of the theatre population was sitting alone. This is a high statistic for a movie. This is a movie you can see by yourself. After you leave the movies, for me at lease, and the rest of my party, all felt like going to a midnight mass somewhere. The film MAKES you feel like being a better person. When I left, I actually wanted to be a better person. It's funny; I also found out that I don't swear, "Jesus Christ" any more. It's cut to a minimum. The movie has and had a good impact on me and I believe, from talking, to the rest of the people in the group I saw it with as well. I feel that if you do not fear God, the movie is extremely important to see. I am NOT religious at ALL, but the movie is important. Last time I was at church was over a year ago. The only down fall is the violence, but the movie would lack something w/o it. The movie is recommended and older people should defiantly see it. Most ridiculous item of the day: Simply not agreeing with me on the review would be ridiculous. Current Mood: anxious (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 2nd, 2003
2:20 am	Police vs. the Fire Department A lot has happened. Where to start? I went to see Texas Chainsaw Massacre last week on a date. Normally this would be good. I let her pick the movie. So she picked the Chainsaw Massacre. So the chainsaw if ripping people apart and bits of meat and flesh are flying across the map (yes, I said 'map'), and she is sleeping! She fell asleep during The Texas Chainsaw Massacre! What, what is this? How can anyone fall asleep during that? I dunno. Maybe I'm a boring person. Who knows? But this is just the start... This is our first date right. For those of you who follow some of the big companies: RJR or RJ Reynolds Tobacco Holding bought out 58% of British American Tobacco. Now I told this to a hand full of people. Some of them don't understand how important this is for both companies! It's sort of like the Butterfly getting 0w3nd by the machine gun - only, one person I can think of, would know what that is all about. This is a huge deal!! If you don't care of don't understand than you should go play Diablows. Work was crazy today. One of our greeters had a stroke while I was talking to him. Hence I was first on scene. It sucked! I was just like "MEDIC!". It sucked, because I couldn't catch him. He was lying on the ground and I'm like the only one in the area. But, I took control of the situation and sorted out the problem. It was a mess too, people all over the place. While working with that problem I did discover one problem of my own. When I approached the medic he blew me off. That offended me. It’s like "Do you have any idea who I am?" I wanted to say, "listen you two bit cock sucker, I can tell you what medication he is on, why he was at the doctor yesterday, and other important information regarding health". I didn't though. Instead, I relaxed and realized "NO, he doesn't know who I am". He had no idea at all that I worked for the store and I was first on scene. I just expect that the medics know that I'm with Loss Prevention, and when they don't I get offended. There is nothing wrong with them just thinking I'm just a regular costumer, that’s a GOOD thing. It's GOOD that they don't think I'm LP. So from now on I will know that they see me as just some guest getting in the way unless I tell them. I did feel bad for this after I thought about it though. Lesson learned. Tell you what though. Police are the same way. I was at the traffic crash with CPD on one ride a long. The EMS put the kid in the ambulance and I went in with the cop. And the cop is having me write down some of the subject’s information and the medic looked at me and said, "get out." That pissed me off. So instead of getting out I looked at the cop and wanted to get his opinion. He nodded saying to leave. First off this pissed him off because he was like, "what’s the idea pushing my explorer out." and the medic was like "he was in my way". So that started it, than the medic kicked the cop out. Oh BOY, was that cop pissed. He was like "F****ng fire department thinks they can kick you out and than me! I got to get his god damn blood alcohol level!" So we all started going at it in the street. lol... needliss to say the fire department got 0w3nd. That’s it so far. Don't forget to give your pithy comments. Current Mood: thankful (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, October 8th, 2003
3:23 am	I 0w3nd him! Well In the back of the book segment: Schwarzenegger won Cali election! w00t! All the tree hugging hippies are fawked now. So that’s all good. On the down side. I went to Meijer to get some filing cabinets for some documents. I've been acquiring way too many files and paper to keep in my small desk dour. On the way home near Canton Center and Sheldon I see this creature lying on the side of the road. I pull the car over and turn on my hazards. Jon and myself get out and see that its a dog... about a few seconds after that another car pulls over and than a third car. Turns out the dog is alive, but hurting badly. Her legs were slowly moving as if it were trying to walk away. It was sad, even the look on the dogs face was saying, "make this end". One of the guys that got out of the car said, "oh shit". I asked him what happened and he said he hit him. I, being the good Explorer that I am, took control of the situation. The kid who hit him said, he wanted to take him to an emergency vet. I called information and got the number and told them what happened. The dog was wearing tags but the tags failed to mention an owner - they were useless. I asked if the guy who hit the dog or the girl that was passing by if they had a sheet or rag we can use for the dog... of course no one did. We did find a bag though. Got him to the vet and the problem was because we couldn't get a hold of the owners no one could afford the 600-800 dollars to fix the animal. The kid who hit the animal sure as hell didn't have 6 to 800 dollars! The vet (who was h0tt), took the temp and other basics of the animal than said they would have to put it to sleep. She did say that even if someone paid the money to help the dog, the survival rate was minimum. I asked what was the extent of the damages were. She said because of the dogs head being limp when she lifted him up, the dog had "severe neuronal damage to various parts of the brain caused by a blunt trauma to the side base of the brain". It was too bad. The dog looked pretty cool if he wasn't so beet up. If the survival rate was higher and the price was something more I could afford I might have taken him in. Before we got to the vet we were all looking at the dog and talking. So the guy who hit the dog has the dog in his arms and walks across the street, I follow. I have a flash light next to my leg so drivers can see me. So this f***ing car slows down, and aims towards us and acts like he's going to hit us than slams his breaks! I didn't move out of the cars plane of travel. When the car stops I just spit on the ground and continue walking to the dog. This f***ing Jim Crow want to be gets out of his car with his hat on sideways and pretends he’s going to do shit. Keep in mind his f***ing fat ass g/f is saying, "get back in the car!". I look at him, and he just gets in his car and drives away. FIRST OF ALL we are helping a wounded dog! C'mon don't act like a hard ass when a time of need is in play. Never the less he got his f***ing "cargo ass" back in the car and drove away. 0wn3d! That’s about all that happened. Jon seems to know his stuff about filing cabinets so if you ever have a question I suggest you ask him. When it comes to filing cabinets Jon is the king! w00t. The Most Ridiculous Item of the Day: It was going to be Amanda or "Jim Crow" (the guy who wanted to fight over a dying dog). The most ridiculous item of the day is Jim Crow. Why? Because trying to start a fight when a group of people are trying to help a hurt dog is awful. Doing so would be ridiculous. Current Mood: sleepy (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 3rd, 2003
3:36 am	Philosophy of change Well it's time once again for the old journal update. A lot has changed sense the last one. You all know of the "Black out of 2003". Well it just so happens I was working alone that day at Meijer... yes, I was the ONLY one at the store from Loss Prevention. It sucked. I mean, I didn't have a clue on what to do. After thinking the situation through me got it under control. That is all except for the two broken water mains inside the store, but that is Manager in charge's problem. All I had to do was make sure no one slipped. That hellish day I worked 16 hours without a lunch. My boss came in at 8:00pm to help out (little late). He got there and was on this big trip about how everyone was stealing shi+ and we needed to arrest like well, you know, all them. That place/hive, was a mess. A fight broke out between a black guy and a white guy because the white guy got pissed at the black dude for taking the last package of water so he used some "racial slurs". I must say, it was pretty exciting. That’s about it from the news about work. I think I’m making progress there and I think my boss has a lot of confidence in me. The other day he put me in charge of all the fraudulent checks that come through. Because of the paper work involved he gave me my own LPC to file all the documents, so all I have to do is build my case. So far so good. That’s about all the major news. I guess one major event that is happening now is the whole world around me is changing. For the most part that is. Ohwell, I guest things are bound to change. One friend has a full time "girl friend" now and because she doesn't like me - hates me - it's hard to get a hold of him because she is always with him. The fact of this is fine; I've done it with a g/f. I can accept that if he goes somewhere she will come, I can't find anything wrong with this. Just the point that she has such a heavy burden on his actions I don't see him much anymore. She hates me, so I feel, for some part, has an effect on if he can see me or not. Get what I'm saying? I'll deal with it. For the most part it’s not that big of a deal anymore. It's not just this situation. Even if you exclude this, it seems other things are changing too. I can't explain all of it. Ohwell, I guess this is growing up. One thing I do know, that in this world of turmoil and confusion, that when I graduate the police academy and get a full time career going with a Police Department of my choice, whatever friends are still standing will remain friends forever. I guess this is just a sifter to see who shakes out after they come in contact with, "there first girlfriend" or perhaps, "the big move for a job", or even all the way to, "a work-a-hallic". See who has the dedication to remain friends. The ones that don't, I will miss them dearly because they represent a huge part of my life and will always remind me of things I NEED to know, such as who I am and where I AM going, I'll miss those ones, however I will be annoyed by their stupidity. When I say "friends" and "dedication", I mean keep the friend energy alive, even if you are living in Los Vegas, you can keep it alive by a simple phone call or even an email. I can't stress this enough. My friends mean a lot to me. Thinking about change and how it’s traveling through my once docile world, tearing it apart in a New York minute, I've thought about some of my life goals. 1) My grandpa would love this… I’m going to write a book on my life. It will include the major events that had an effect on me, my opinions on different issues, growing up. The book will be about my life... different things that happened to me. I haven't thought of a title yet though. I'm aiming for something along the lines of, "A cop growing up" or some shi+ like that, I'll need help deciding. I figure it will make the New York Times best seller list; I'll make it interesting, it will mention all of my friends, different paths we took, stuff like that. Of course It will be RIGHT *below O'Reilly's book. 2) You all know how much I like reading about the stock market and the latest news on companies. One thing that I must do is ring the closing bell for the New York stock exchange. I'd love to do that. I'm also going to have an article either in Fortune magazine or Forbs magazine, that is if I don't make the cover of either of them, of course WSJ would be fine too. I feel the people would find that interesting, "A policemen's view on investing". w00t! 3) I'd like to open up an Irish bar with Derek. That is if that goes through - pending where we all end up. It was talked about. I think that would be great. An Irish bar, an Irish cop bar. However, if that doesn't fall through I still would like to open up a bar; I would want a partnership though. Take the business away from The Nail. Of course I have more but it's already 3:30 and I need to get some sleep. I'll try to post the last of them in the next entry. Current Mood: discontent (Comment on this)
Sunday, August 3rd, 2003
11:53 am	The Thin Blue Line is one man short and a killer pleads his case in court So a lot of you people have probably been curious about the police officer's funeral I went to (well, a few of you who have feeling toward humanity), my wisdom teeth, and DETECTIVE SCHOOL! I was at Meijer's detective school when I got a call from an old friend telling me about that Canton officer that died in the line of duty. I must say, I was not pleased her telling me while I was on a BUSINESS TRIP. Yes, I was on a business trip, I love saying that. When she told me I thought of all the names it would be who will be engraved on "the wall". I guess it was better that I was not extremely close to the guy like how I am with some. I talked to him before, and he knew me, but even so it seems like, "how can police men die?" It's a reality that is hard to understand. Sort of like the old saying, "it can't happen to me". This shows that it can; "that could never happen in Canton". It does. When I returned from my trip (which I'll talk about later), I got a call on my cell phone from another Explorer with more details on what happened. After I hung up with him I got another call from a Sgt. in Canton asking if I could attend. I agreed without hesitation. I was to attend the viewing, and the funeral itself (it was divided into two days, viewing one day, the funeral the next). I was to also dress in uniform. The Viewing was day one: I got to the funeral home and went in to see the body. I thought me, some other Explorers, and a few officers were first to get there. I was wrong, the when I entered the door, the silence was shattered by a sobs of a young wife. The viewing was not a big deal; cops came and went throughout the day. The next day was the funeral: This is what tore everyone apart. Over 350 cities, counties, etc. showed up. Some cities sent 4 patrol cars while Oakland County sent 15 bikes. Over 400 police officers showed up. Officers from places as far away as, Mackinaw city and Mackinaw Island all the way to Chicago police. Indian reservation police showed up, along with Border Patrol and Customs. All the way to Conversation officers to anyone who wears a badge. The funeral had a very good turn out. I got to the station at 6:50am, I than rode to the church with a couple of other Canton guys. EVERY SINGLE Canton car and bike was in the funeral parade. Who was working Canton you ask? Northville Twp. was, so if you were driving through one day and saw Northville working, that’s why. The overheads were on and we just drove in a line a mile long full of CPD cars. The honor guard was standing on each side of the body with shiny polished shotguns. Everyone was in uniform. The Chief gave his speech, and the honor folded the flag, gave it to the Chief, who gave it to the wife. The wife looses a loved one and in replace she gets a crispy folded flag. The bagpipes were going, every officer was at attention and the 21 gun solute shocked the wife, "Honor guard present arms!". The bagpipes and the speech from the Chief were drowned out by the sobs of his lonely wife and loved ones. The mournful sounds of bagpipes played out across the land. While the Thin Blue Line is one man short a killer is pleading his case in court and another cops name is engraved on the wall. This Officer now guards the heavens and the sun. I'll never forget that funeral. It was an amazing site, however, it’s a sight I only care to see once. To see 300 officers stand at attention and the honor guard firing their guns. The bagpipes and taps playing. When we left every single police car that was there turned on their overheads at the same time. To see the honor guard standing at attention next to the coffin, a sea of blue talking and mourning together was just a sight that caused mixed feeling. No matter what, a policemen's funeral is something you will NEVER forget, I'll always remember every little detail. The detective school was alright. Two weeks of laws and procedures. It was interesting though. So now I can arrest, well, you know. My room mate talked a little too much though. Than on the second week that fat f**k took the bed on the left. It's alright though, I left him in the bathtub with a laundry bag around his head for the maid to find in the morning. Not to mention his left wing bullish view were completely ridiculous. Bah. Also got my wisdom teeth pulled out. I was in the chair and the good Doctor was going to put the needle in my arm and I grabbed his wrist and said "NO! I must remain in a clear state of mind, I must remain awake! No pain killers either, my mind must not be clouded" So I did the operation without my mind being clouded. (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 13th, 2003
4:00 am	I'm writing more than anyone else, no one else is posting! Ha. As I write this, if there are any errors, it's because I’m drunk. It's around 3:25am. Figured I'd write now before I wait another week. Aigh, what happened since the last time I posted? Well, I almost got my first shop lifter. I saw three girls walk in, all around the age of 17 or so. One had on a backpack. I saw them go to the hair dye section and pick out some dye. They than went to the back of the store, near hardware, and started ripping open the packages. Well, I didn't have a phone or a walkie-talkie on me so I had to find a phone to radio my partner. I returned and I lost them. Bah, I was pissed! So they gave me the slip. Bah! Other than that mishap, the job is still great. I saw a bunch of old high school people last night, Friday. Some have changed, some have stayed the same. For example: Brandon S. has changed a little. He's still one of them liberal kids. But 'eh, no one is perfect. I told him I was going to work for Canton and he said, "that sucks." I replied, "yeah, I'll be the one putting you in lock up so you get all that b**** seed pumped up your ass". Needless to say, he had no response. I miss high school. Good ol' times. I tell you. Tonight, Saturday I went to the Triad restraint. It was all good except for the last part. I said something about how the police would come in and someone went ape shi+. All, about how I was "scared" and what not. I took offence. After the fact I realized perhaps I shouldn't have. But damn straight I’m scared; this is my career, my future. Respect my decision and don't harass me about it! I should have been more laid back about the whole thing though. I saw that she was getting upset and I was going to stop but she added more and continued to slash back at me so I kept going in hopes that my self esteem wouldn't be drained. That's what I feel bad for: Seeing her getting upset and I decide to keep going. But god damnit, leave me alone about me career decisions. Other than that, I hate it when people talk like they know the law. One kid was like, "Oh yeah, my record is clean in three years." Well yeah, the points drop off in three years but the civil infraction stays on for seven! So to the girl that says "it" won't be on her record: The court system likes to cover things up so they don’t sound that bad. It would be like me going into a doctor’s office and questioning a medical student on certain procedure. If I go up to Aaron and start a debate about computers I would get raped. I mean C’mon. That is all. Current Mood: drunk (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 22nd, 2003
11:27 pm	MUCH better things to come. So much has happened! Where do I even begin to start? Guess I'll just start furthest back up to the present: Well for those of you who aren’t in my life Katie and I broke up. That was like a slap in the face. The relationship hadn't been what I thought it was. When she broke up with me she did it via the impersonal involvement of Verizon Wireless. I wasn't at all surprised. Katie had failed to show any interest in trying to mend whatever fences had been breached and the miles between us put me at a distinct disadvantage at attempting to persuade her otherwise. I now see, what I didn't see than, that her mind was made up and had been for some time. Her course had been set and I didn't know it. I wished her well, not right away but sometime later, but not too well. I suppose that part of the emotion was what is sometimes identified as "love". But love is a word that lacks a universally acceptable definition that may be best interpreted by the individuals on their own scale of values. Who knows, but what I do know is that she did treat me bad and it took friends and others to let me see this. It took a while for me to realize this, but after time, I’m glad she saved me the effort from terminating the relationship. I can truly say though, that I'm glad we are broken up. It took so long for me to see that she was always right and I was always wrong. She twisted everything around so it was my fault and manipulated the whole thing. I'm happy, and positive, she was negative and always somber. Don't get me wrong, the relationship was not ALL bad. I'm glad it is OVER! But some of it was alright. Well anyway, if you have any questions I’ll be sure to answer them. So later on I went to Canada with some friends. Friends that wanted to show me a good time. Well, I'm in the duty free shop and who shows up? Yes, Katie. lol. I wasn't looking at her, I was looking at Derek and I just remember his lips mouthing out, "ohhh, shit." Than I found out she was there. It was funny in a way. lol, what are the chances?! Anyway, she showed up with some of her girl friends and a couple of dudes that were ugly. Why do I care the guys were ugly? I really don't, I just laughed at the whole situation, just seemed funny to me. She never made eye contact with me. Well, anyways, I walked outside with my friends and than I walked up to the customs agent on our side of the bridge. What my friends saw was me walk up to him, shake his hand and whisper something in his ear. Next thing we know the car is pulled over and the guy who was riding shotgun got pulled out of the window by his hair. The girl driver stepped out and next thing she knows is the butt of a shotgun knocking the wind out of her gut. One of the other guys gets out like he’s going to do shi+ and just 5 border guys just beet the piss out of him. The last girl? She had to watch as they stripped the leather off the seats and slice open the gas tank of her car. Not to mention the K-9 was scratching up the paint on the doors. Well so that sums up about what happened with Katie and me. There are much more awsomer girls out there. I’m sure I can think of one. What else is new? Well I no longer work at Einstein’s THANK GOD! Got so tired of it. So now I am currently employed at Meijer as a store detective. It's right up my ally. Prosecute for Meijer; go to court, arrest shop lifters and other Misdemeanors and Felonies. The hours are good to, usually 12pm to 8pm. It's also good to put on my résumé. Other than that I got into a fight when I was with Canton the other night. We pulled this 18 year old drunk out of the car and he didn't want to take the breath test, he thought we couldn't arrest if he said no, but that was a real shock for him. The look on his face was just amazing when the cop said turn around and put your hands behind your back. He grabbed the kids arm and the kid started to say, "no I’ll take it". My partner said, "no more fuc*ing games with you". So he put one cuff on and the kid tightened up his arm so the cop just fuc*ing slammed the kid on the hood of our car. That's when I jumped in. I got my elbow in the kid’s neck so he doesn't move his head and we wrestle to the ground to get this kids arm behind his back and the kid starts to cry. lol. We put him on the hood and the cop says in a calm voice, "you’re under arrest for drunk driving". When we were on the way back to the station we watched the tape of the whole thing and just were laughing so HARD! The kid was getting so pissed, we were laughing at that. lol. Ask for details Well, that's about it for this enty. The next one won't be as far from this one. You guys post some comments would ya! Pithy comments so you can opine. Current Mood: chipper (9 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 25th, 2003
3:39 pm	Job perks Yes, I know I haven’t posted in a long time. But this time it's Comcast's fault. I lost my net for like 10 days because they don't know how to run an operation over there! Phht. It angers me. Seems as a lot happened since my last post. Probably the biggest, if you don't already know, is that I got a job as a store detective for Meijers. It should be pretty cool. I have to go to their training school over in Lansing for a few days. They pay for my hotel, food, mileage, and gas money. Oh yeah and regular hourly pay for classroom and other training. I learn tactical handcuffing, criminal law, when I can detain and arrest and some other useful stuff. Other than all that, I guess that’s it. It will feel good to put my two weeks in over at Einstein’s. The other day I went to go see Bruce Almighty but the gimp decided to show up 10 minuets prier to show time so it got sold out. However next Friday some 0w3n4g3 movies come out. So we best round up all the f4gs and get headed to the 20 early. Than we should all go over to Paul’s new apartment, trash it, and than leave. It's about time a good movie came out. Past couple of weeks has been BS. What else is new? 'Eh well that’s it. I'll keep ya posted. Current Mood: aggravated (Comment on this)
Saturday, May 10th, 2003
3:48 pm	Sex, drugs, and alochol!!! Well not to much happen since my last update. Well the chief for Plymouth Twp. had a party at his house the other night. There must have been like 30 cars all with the POAM sticker on the back. Bunch of crooked cops at his house snorting coke, drinking, and screwing around with prostitutes. Must have been some party, they stayed tell around 6am. And YOU KNOWWW they only use that Columbian grade A cocaine... 100% pure snow. The chief and one of his close Lt's. were probably snorting coke off one of the hooker’s tits. GOD! I WANTED TO HANG OUT WITH THEM! One of the Canton guys was bragging how good it was, "booze, drugs, and hookers"... phhhttt, I'll attend the next one! The other day at work, an auto-worker came in from the Tower Automotive plant across the street. Now up until that day I thought that all female grease monkeys where like big women, that smoked, drank beer, and well... were just straight up redneck. Well, my theory was WRONG! So this auto worker came in, female. She proved this wrong. She had her jumpsuit on but her hair was long, blond, and straight with a tad of black eye shadow. She looked good for a "grease monkey". Than she pulls out this pink wallet, lays it down to get her money, but lying on the inside front flap was a family portrait with two kids, her and her husband. This is totally opposite of what I thought. She had a nice diamond ring on too. This struck me funny. The ring looked good, all of the "four Cs" were good (Cut, Color, Carat, and Clarity). The husband was clean cut with short hair and was wearing a business suit. If my guess doesn't serve me wrong he works for something more "conservative" than an auto plant. This is odd in this case because people generally marry inside their “social class”. So why, why in the name of society, would a business man marry someone who turns a wrench at a plant? Love? Perhaps. Who knows, maybe he wasn't really "business like". Anyway, point still stands. I guess you can't always stereotype a group of people, such as all female auto workers are rednecks. WELLLL, IT’S OK to stereotype SOME groups. One thing is, I bet she gets A LOT OF SHI+ from all the male line workers over there. Well that, I guess was an important lesson I gained from Einstein Bagel Corp. Prom was the other night. I bet it was a good night for Derek. Either he got raped or got some roofies in his drink. Makes me think of high school again. Fun times. One thing I don't regret is my prom. Sure, I didn't like my date but I went in a group with my friends. We ate out together. We all sat at an expensive restaurant with our dates and smoked expensive cigars talking about the stock market and "how we are going to make people vote for a certain Senator and buy 'protection insurance'". Good times I tell you. I still have the group portrait with all of us. Actually, I think the only person who was happy with his date was Aaron. That was good though, I think we all had a good time. That's one thing I’ll be looking forward to when I'm a cop. Find a hidden parked car with a couple of teens having sex. Call like 2 other Canton cars, get maybe a Plymouth car, and a Livonia and than just all of us turn on all the lights we got: Overheads, search lights, take down lights. Man, that'll be a blast. Well, that's all I learned and pretty much all I got to write about that's been in my life. I'll try to write in this thing again soon. Keep up with the pithy comments guys! Current Mood: chipper (Comment on this)
Friday, May 2nd, 2003
2:44 am	The Subject: Derek I'm drunk and can barley see what i'm typing. Allll I havee to say is I wish I could use Derek's view on stuff and my grandpas... I will. I know, at some point. Current Mood: drunk (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, April 25th, 2003
11:52 am	MSP vs. CPD Like I said before, I'm trying to post more than usual. I think I'm doing a good job... hasn’t been two weeks since my last post. This is it. My last stretch of highway before becoming a police officer. I graduate with my Associates degree in Criminal Justice after the upcoming week. Time is flying faster than I can keep track of. It was just yesterday when I was talking with the gimp about how Clack is a bi+ch. Now I'm graduating? wtf? Ohwell, as one once said, "Where like fine wine, we get better the more we age." I guess even after I get a fulltime job at a PD not much will change anyway. I have no school, no part time job, just my fulltime job. Not to mention the time off for a police officer is phenomenal. It won't be that bad. I was on my way to class the other day and I got on the freeway and I started to follow this guy, this lonely man. Weaving in and out of traffic to get to his destination in time as well as mine. This started on I-275 and ended on Ford and Wayne. He got into the left hand turn lane on Ford road, looked at me and smiled and waved. I did the same. It's not normally you get someone that cool. Usually it seems like they get pissed off that you were following them. Guess there are some cool people out there. Well, Wednesday night was intense. I was out with CPD. Night started great. I got to the station at 11 and this dude game in and two kids followed. The kids through eggs at his house and the guy wanted to report it. For some reason the kids followed him to the station. We talk to the guy, get him to not prosecute and he goes home. We talk to the kids - one by one. So were talking to one and he admits to doing it. The second kid denies it STILL. Than the kid comes back and said, "I confessed because I was under pressure." Basically the cop 0wn3d him after saying something that dumb. The one kid had this big ass attitude and was just Mr. Perfect and the law couldn’t touch him - because he knew the man didn’t' want to do anything about it. So now both the kids said they didn't do it. We told one of them, if you admit to doing it and are cool, you won’t have to go to court. So they turned into assholes and kept saying they didn't do it. We got pissed, said fu*k it and called the guy back asking if he wanted to prosecute. He said ok. So we wrote them a ticket and they went to jail. Than we called Meijers loss and prevention and got them buying 6 cartons of eggs. There fu*ked! So because they didn't admit to doing it they got a court date. How dumb can you be? Than there was this huge accident on I-275. 4 car and one semi pile up! One drunk was going N. bound the other drunk was traveling S. bound, one crossed the center they hit both traveling at 75 mph! The windshield was all cracked to shi+ an there was hair and blood all over it. One car than got smashed under the semi and it took off the roof and the other car spun several times and stopped when it hit the support beam for the overpass. We get the call, so were going 120 down Michigan Ave and I'm playing a video game. YES, WE ARE GOING 120 AND I'M PLAYING A VIDEO GAME. The cop was like, you like that? I said I've always wanted to do this. He than said, "You nut yet". I said yes. So we get on the freeway and we see State Police going faster and going to pass us. The cop was like, "fu*k it, I’m not letting state pass us" So we are going 125 than 130 than 138. So than he’s like "shit, I forgot my bike is on the back, so we slow down to 120." God damn bike, we had so much drag and it was going to fall off. Ohwell, still beat state. So in other words State got r4p3d. Bah, there’s more but I’m tired of typing. Current Mood: relaxed (Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 16th, 2003
11:45 am	0wn3d? Well it’s been a good two weeks since my grandfather’s departure from this world to another. It was his existence that was no longer needed in this world so he moved on. Like him, I moved on as well. Although hard at sometime, it can be done. It can be done with the aide of a good friend. Thanks. I read his auto-biography from time to time to understand and comprehend more of his philosophy on life and other matters. However, while moving on he will not be forgotten. Tak, that’ll happen. Changing the subject matter to another depressing issue is that hellish night in Canada. I use the word "hellish" because that's what it was. I don't know what happened nor do I care. I embarrassed my friends, g/f ,and myself. I disgraced everyone I know. I cannot apologize enough for that night. One positive thing I learned from that night is Canada can suck. Like Aaron said, "...Chris got kicked out because he was white". Well, something like that. BAH, fu*k Danties! After all the domestic fighting that was occurring amongst us we almost and should have got into a fight with some dunk kids. Aaron said something and they got pissed and later kicked down our door to our hotel room. Not only does he kick down our door he threatens Aaron that he will throw him off the ledge. We should have got his dumb ass up on the second floor, beet the living hell out of him drag him in our room, smash his face in the mirror, than RELEASE THE GIMP TO COMMIT BODDELY HARM ON HIS ASSHOLE. Yeah, well that should have happened. Instead security beet his ass. There's one proverb the Chinese have that I think is really good: "You can hardly make a friend in a year, but you can lose one in an hour." Getting off that subject: Derek I guess is going to Prom with Ms. Haddadd. Go get 'em Dariebingles! Speaking honestly, you’re pretty lucky to EVEN be going! High school 0w3ns j00 and you get to go to prom again. I want to go! See if I can supervise with Canton this year. Whatever the case maybe be I'm going to the after party. If it's at Ry's house Jon will bring the cocaine and Aaron can bring the expensive prostitutes. It'll be great; Jon will be doing lines of cocaine off Amanda's tits. There will be this big ass mound of coke on Ry's glass table with like the Ace of Spades next to it and Derek's head just laying in it. Than I'll bring, of course, the bottle of 50 year aged shi+. I mean if the party is at Ry's mansion we got to go in style! It'll be great! The French suck, that's all there is to it! The problem is we found all this weaponry and shi+ with "Made in France" on the side! Than to top it off Amanda wouldn't put Aaron or Jon on when I called AARON'S CELL not hers! Bah, I laughed about it. But if she wants to add to that "French attitude" than go for it. I know I'm not buying French perfume now! I'll by ALUSTRAILEN! In the personal story segment tonight I'd like to talk about this journal. Whenever I post a new entry I feel like I want to do it every day or every other day. However, when I'm not posting procrastination sets in. I'll work on that. Also, I have a ton of things to write about - different things I observed in the course of the day, and than when time comes I forget to write about it. The journal is a great thing, I'm glad everyone has one, but speaking about everyone and myself, I cannot see why we don’t post as much as we should. We must work on this. As a police officer you realize that not everyone is nice and SOME people actually lie to the police! Imagine that! Anyway, I guess my sister got into some trouble - I dunno if you, Aaron, want to take care of this or not. But I guess she was driving with one of her male friends and he cut someone off by mistake. So the occupant of the other vehicle tail gated them all the way to a traffic light, it turned red, and this man got out of his car, spit on this kids care kicked the door tried opening the door, and told the kid to "get the fuc* out of the car and fight". Guess it scared the shi+ out of my sister. SHE CALLED 5-o and they beet the taste out of his mouth. Well, actually, when she picked up her cell he drove off. What a f4g! I mean, fu*king Liberals acting like jack asses! I guess he was some ugly ass redneck. Got to get those people off the street. About Danvill's post: "BUT WEDNESDAY I THINK IT WAS, ME AND SEAVITT OWNED let me repeat that OWNED PWNED Mr. Wong in the 7. The fact that my car was clean as could be most likely was what aided my victory" Well, all I got to say is what I saw, and I SAW THE GIMP SQUEEL AROUND A CORNER AND FOLLOW JON, I HEARD WONG'S CAR GET PUSHED HARD TO GO. AND WE STAYED EXTREMLY CLOSE TO HIM BEING IN A SPORTS CAR. What I SAWWW was a big question mark float above his head as he pounded the steering wheel asking "Why?" It was great. I was extremely surprised on how well the GM did! I graduate from college in like 3 weeks. It's extremely depressing! I've aged way too much over the years, way to fast. However, a wise man once told me, "We're like fine wine; we get better the more we age." (sorry if I got that wrong). If you look at it like that it doesn't seem as bad. So I have the academy really soon, than before we know it I’ll be working for a PD around Plymouth. Look at all that happened as time passed. It was yesterday when I was at Jon's playing Zombie's Revenge or talking about Indian cum beards with him. Ohwell, what can ya do? Well I'm off to class. I'll post again sooner next time. Keep up with the pithy comments. Current Mood: optimistic (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 1st, 2003
9:29 pm	The cost of life The day after Derek's party my grandfather passed on. This was my very first death in the family. They say everyone will remember exactly what happens when something "traumatizing" happens; such is the case for 9-11 or those who witnessed JFK get shot. Needless to say I'm always going to remember when my grandpa moved on out of this life and into the next, whatever that may be. I was going to see him Friday (party night), and I asked my mom if I should. She told me not to worry about it and I'll go see him tomorrow. Little did I know than that that would have been my last chance to see him in a living state. I cannot blame myself nor my mother for not going Friday; we all thought he would be living that come Saturday. Little did I know the events that followed would cause so much turmoil in my life between family and the whole grieving process. I know no one said it would be easy; I just was not ready for the reactions of the family. We were driving to the nursing home Saturday morning and we were within 30 seconds of pulling in when my aunt called and said, "it was not good" and "to hurry up and get here". We pulled up to see my 16 year old cousin balling on her call phone in the parking lot. It was than that I noticed my mom's eyes to start to get misty. It was than I sensed that fear, that gut wrenching feeling, everyone is afraid to feel. I knew than that we were too late. We walked in blowing by reception and onto the third floor. We walked into his room, perhaps his room at one point, now just a room containing an empty vessel - his body. The sounds of grieving came from within: the constant sniffing from my cousin, the ungodly wail coming from my aunt who wouldn't let go of his body, and the other sounds that I just simply cannot describe. My mom was quick to break down and empty all the fluid she had in her body from her eyes. My sister did the same. The whole time I held back the tears. I wanted to be the one people would cling onto. I felt there should be one person in the room who could think clearly. As soon as another male figure entered I could be relieved of my position. Until than I helped my cousins and sister kissing them on the forehead letting them cry on my shoulder telling them its going to end ok. When I was relived I saw what was once my grandpa, now just a lifeless body with his jaw dropped and stiff because of the rigor mortis that already set in. It was that stiff body that my aunt was desperately grabbing on to - perhaps to try to keep his soul from leaving, I will never know, nor do I care. The funeral was just as bad. Some of the grieving process was already advancing along its way while some just started. My grandpa lying in a makeshift box all ready to be cremated. He wanted a cheep coffin. He was always like that, very practical and easy - didn't want to do anything extraordinary. Just seeing him there, I must have stood over his body with random relatives for at least a good 45 min. just looking at him, thinking of him, praying for him. My older cousin approached and I never ever saw his eyes cry before. I looked at my cousin and I just started to cry. I looked at him and shook my head. Prier to all this, when he was in the nursing home dying. My aunt was the one who was there when he actually died. He died holding her hand. He wanted to go when the ones he loved were with him. (I'm crying as I type this). My aunt held his hand and said, "dad, we all love you, we are all hear, you can go if you want" and he stopped breathing and than started again, and she said, "we love you so much, we are all here" and than he just left... he took a few deep breaths and than just stopped living. He couldn't have died happier. He always wanted to go when his family was there. Tomorrow... Wednesday the 2nd is his memorial service. I want to give a speech so I have to prepare for that. He would want me to get up and say something. That's one thing about my grandpa, he knew I valued memories. That's how come he always gave me different keep-sakes - he knew I would keep them... forever! I did too. Everything he gave me, I saved, and to this day, I am SO thankful I did this. My grandpa led a very very good life! He loved life. He lived happy and died happy. He was a great father as was grandfather. I respect his views, beliefs, and general philosophy on life. I hope to carry all that with me as I age and, hopethfully, become like him in a way. If you guys want you can read his "death notice" in the April 1st Detroit Free Press under the local news. Please ask me questions or comments and I'll be extremely happy to talk about it. I love talking about him. It has been extremely hard with all the turmoil because of the current events. It is this time where I would like to thank my family and friends for the support - even if it was just a phone call asking "where I have been" or saying something about "drinking alone to our fallen soldiers and grandfathers" (:::nudge::: Aaron). I thank you. I really wanted to thank Jon for really being there for me, he has always been there in a time of grief and need and he will continue to be there too. I thank you for that. Also want to thank Katie for being there to hear me out, especially when her grandma just died as well the day before. This "note of thanks" is not foreclosure to this death. It's just a "thank you for being there so far". It will take time to move on and heal. Let time take its toll. My grandpa said in his auto-biography, "A friend is a long standing representive of a strong and continuous linkage with the past that seems to negate the passing of the years. Memories of the past and common experiences retards the erosion of time. When a good friend dies the link is broken and a barrier to ones own mortality is removed." Just means hold onto friends, there a good link. To my grandpa: I am currently reading all the letters and writings you left behind. I cannot thank you enough to have written all that. For some reason I think you knew I would regret not talking to you as much as I wanted in this life so you went out of your way to type all that stuff up for us. It is that... that makes me think you are one of the smartest people I know. I love you so much! I will talk to you again sometime. Current Mood: sad (10 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, March 27th, 2003
1:29 am	The aftermath of the gathering Aigh Well it turns out the aftermath of the party was bad. Derek got r4p3d by his father. It so happens that when danville got done doing his lines off the table he decided to flip jon into it... Just picked him right up and through him into it; glass everywhere, what a mess. Than Heckert vomited all over Derek's expensive Egyptian carpeting; stained for good! Besides all that people got to rough and hurt other people and people left marks in the walls... marks of combat and destruction. Aigh, just the old saying, "with enough vodka everything is ok!" I guess that will take care of the problem. But as old problems die new ones tend to come back and haunt or torment the present state. It's funny what happens when you take a room full of about 8 or 9 guys and 2 girls and add a bunch of alcohol into it. What do you get? A mess. You get guys going at it, GIRLS GOING AT IT, that’s another topic. Just a mess. I should have just done some lines with danville. Being honest: I want to have another party like that. I want to see this again, how people act after they realize what alcohol can do if you let it control you. Maybe I feel a little upset. I was fine after the party but now that I'm getting all the stories and hearing more about it it’s a tad upsetting. Who to be mad at? The answer to that is there really is no one to be mad at. I dunno why I'm upset to start with! One thing I do know is people will do different things. The big one is Jon will make sure Amanda stays far away from Katie. Also derek will make sure no one is within 3' of his wall. We will all make sure some don't get carried away when intoxicated. Ok no more on this topic. I had a test in Criminal law today. Phhht, I think I aced it. Other than that I went to the Public Safety Expo with Katie and Derek. It's a cop thing. Well, I turned down my first job as a police officer. Wayne County said they will hire me. How about that shi+? I didn't do my written part of MCOLES and I need that first anyway. Ohwell, they are desperate for guys as all hell. The offer will be there later if I wish. Other than that we did hairs and fibers in CSI today. That's the day. Current Mood: moody (Comment on this)
Saturday, March 22nd, 2003
3:05 pm	Destroyed @ Derek's! Well, I think I saw every single friend I am close to last night. Danville showed up with his repair van with that sliding door, Heckert showed up with the Saturn... him and Derek had Saturn sex. All in all it was a rather fun, extremely confusing night with a touch of feelings that are just unnamable. Where to start? Well, it started great, Katie and me showed up around 10, than Jon showed up later. It was all good until I found out I didn't have all the liquor I thought I had. So I call Jon and I have him pick some up from one of his co-workers house. I got the impression he didn't want to make the trip. Ohwell. The damn night was well like how I described earlier. Things started going sour when everyone started to drink. I observed this and hoped things would work themselves out. They didn't. Ohwell, so different events occurred that I was not pleased with. All in all it was an alright night I guess... The good side of the party was, like I said, everyone showed up. Accept Paul, but he doesn't count. I was surprised to see Heckart there. Damn, that kid is taller than all hell. When Danville showed up he took a straw out from behind his ear and started doing lines of cocaine off of Derek's $3,000 glass table. While he was doing that Heckart decided to shoot up right there in Derek's marble floor bathroom. Kid passed out with a big old needle sticking out of his arm with a big purple and blue bruise around it. His arm at his side, one leg drawn up, and the other arm lying on the toilet seat with the needle sticking out of it. Like I said some of the parts were good. I just sort of sat at the bar and kept having Derek pour me shots all night. Just like a cop. Had to act like one - just drink them away. w00t. We were all upstairs and Steve was like lets go down and ask ry if he whacks it!! So we did, we surrounded him and said, "Ry!! Do you masturbate?!" The kid said something like "what do you think". Bah.. Fun times I tell you. However, we never got to watch the best movie in the world... intoxicated though. That sucked, we had to stick to stating lines from it all night. That’s about all that happened, just hung out all night. I did laugh a lot in the beginning though. If you want any specific details about what I observed or my thoughts ask me and I’ll address each person individually. Oh yeah, would you f4gs keep posting replies! Current Mood: disappointed (11 Comments |Comment on this)