Not going away.

So I was going to go up to Owen Sound today to see about my brother being in jail, and how to not make that be happening anymore. But I convinced his bitch over the phone to drop the charges so I don't have to make the trip. I am sick as hell as it is. No one should be incarcerated for breaking a door. I don't care who you are. Apperently breaking shit around your girl and kid can be construed as assault. But fuck her. She is an idiot. Last time she charged him with assault. He punched out the window in the car because she left him on the side of the road when they fought and drove awaay. He punched the car on the way by and smashed a window.

When she went into the back seat to get their son, she crawled on some glass, cut her knee and pressed charges. Fuck have you got a hold on the justice system if you have a pussy and are paired with a man. Imagine a guy going to the law and trying to charge a woman with something like that. He would be rediculously laughed at. Why? Because it is just rediculously stupid. But women and black people were born into a life of victimhood. So they have the system by the bullhorns right now. Fuck I am just in an angry mood. I am pretty loyal when it comes to my brother. Extremely so. Growing up, we always had each others back.

Protected each other from my abusive father. Took beatings from him in place of the other. Just were always there. We fought like motherfuckers too. But we were really close. I don't see him to much these days. But there is a bond there that will never be broken. I hate the idea of my brother being put behind bars. I feel more empathetic as a human being towards him then anyone else. When I felt that he was locked up and lonely dejected and felt betrayed, I started feeling all those things. Then I felt angry which I am sure he did too. I am feeling a bit better today all around. Yesterday I had a fever with chills and everything.

It was quite bad. I slept a lot. I had fun on Thursday. We hung out at Mike Dowdall's. It was Mike, Me, Jen, Nicole, Dave, And Jimmy. A lot of white powder involved of course. We were going to go to Fillmore's, the club Nic wants to strip at. But we were high as hell and it was windy and cold. So we never left the comfort of Mike's box. Nic and Jen were in this conversation that every now and then I would listen to for two seconds. It seemed everytime I came in they said the words "relationship" and "feelings". Haha, it was the most stereotypical female conversation to come in and out of I have heard before. To me, that was the equivalent of coming out of a guys conversation and hearing the words "beer" and "football" everytime I did.

Are you people happy? I think it is a valid important question? Do we even know what to define that as? Or do we just define it by the popular vote? Because you should be happy. You deserve it. The only person making you not happy is yourself. There is no excuse for that. Pick up yourself a bit. Make a big change in your life. I don't know. Do something that is different from what you are doing now. If you aren't happy right now, then what you are doing is not working. Do not blame your circumstances either. It is still all up to you. Oh yes. I almost forgot. Everyone hates losing there place when trying to read my posts when they are one long paragraph. So starting with this one, I will make it easier for you all. I watched Jon party a bit last night.

He was sending it to me live via webcam. I didn't see anyone fucking on webcam unfortunately. That would have been entertaining. If I had been there, with Lesley. Shit would have gone down on webcam boy-o. I would have made sure of it. I have gotten action on that couch definately more then once. With more then one girl. Not at the same time unfortunately though. Anyway. You people are boring. Tata.