Sunday May 23 2004
5:00 P.M (start of note)
Saturday May 24
9:56 P.M (end of note)

                                   Old Friends
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So I wake up around 3:00 p.m today and make my way downstairs, and out to the backyard where Jonsy is sleeping. He's staying in my big green shed. We pimped the place out; it's got TV, VCR, lights, music, two tables, a bed and a couch. I open the door to the shed and a cloud of smoke bellows out. Fuckin' Jonesy's sitting on the couch, listening to Misfits, smoking from the bong. I only really went out to wake him up, so I went back inside.

I received two phone calls, one from Jeff S. the other from Meg M. both say they are coming over. Meg gets here first, we talk for about 5 min, and then she took off to get some food. I went to the shower. When I got out, Jeff was already over, and blazing with Jonesy in the shed. We watched tapes of the prior day, being Jonesy's mushroom trip. Jeff wanted to go to the mall to return a pair of shoes.

Around 4 p.m. We get to the mall and park in Safeway's parking lot. The mall was pretty full of people, so we just went to look around. After a little bit, we decided to return the shoes, so we walked back to the car, and get the shoes.

So on the way back into the mall (St. Vital Center) I see Jordan Behien. Last summer (summer of 2003) I saw her out of the blue, she came to me asking for help cashing a check. I was having a party that night so I just lent her my card and told her to bring it back, the trusting fool I was. She never came back.

Months later I get a letter in the mail saying that I owe the bank $204.53 or something like that. I knew she fucked me. So almost a year goes by, and I still haven't paid for my bill. In a section of the Anarchists Cookbook, it talks about credit and stuff like that, and how the bill collectors will send letters and threats but never really DO anything.

She says hi to me, I say hi back, she tells me she has a baby. My god. So, I proceed to say, "yeah, I'm going to have a warrant out for my arrest if I don't pay back the bank $200 that mysteriously disappeared off of my card" She says its Denial L. [can't remember his last name] I say I don't care who it is, I don't have that money so and I don't have a job so I'm screwed. "Go to the cops" she said, I told her they would do nothing, I tried. As I was departing I turned around and told her that I was moving to B.C and waved her goodbye.

As we leave the Mall again this blue eyed skinny pail approx. 5'11 guy in grey eyes me down. I ignore it and continue walking. We get into Jeff's car and start driving off. We pass by this individual again, and he SPITS on me and Jeff's car. I told Jeff to pull over. We parked and the three of us got out. We started walking towards this guy.

"What the fuck!?!" Jeff yells out. Then the individual starts walking towards us, I approach faster then the others, the individual made a gesture with his arms, and yelled, "What you think you guys are so hardcore?" I mimicked it and approached faster, unbuttoning by shirt to expose my shoulder harness knife.

We met at the side doors of Chapters on a small platform of grass in the parking lot. "Why the fuck you threatening my girlfriend [Jordan]" he said. I said, "I didn't threaten her, I just confronted her about stealing $200 from me" He's like, "well that's not my problem!" I retaliated, "I know, it's mine and her problem! I used to go out with her to by the way. She used to be my girlfriend" At this point he started to back away, and muttered threats. He then yelled out, "you don't mess around with Crack dealers" At this comment I started to just loose it, I started jumping and yelling stuff making fun of his 'tough guy act' yelling for him to go smoke some more of his nigger Crack. And also coming upon the realization that....Jordan has a CRACK BABY!

He yelled from the sidewalk in front of Chapters (I still not having moved, him having totally backed away, as well as Jonesy and Jeff, "hey, just wait around here for half an hour, I'm going to call my friends" This was the breaking point of STUPIDITY. So I retorted "wait here, wheat right here for half and hour. THAT'S GENIUS half an hour, oh that's a fucking GREAT idea I think ill do that, I wait right here (pointing to the ground) for half an hour" sarcastically. By this point many people were watching me and this Crack Dealer's quarrel, I yelled out, "fucking white trash" and then we then departed. Wait half an hour.

We drove back to my house, and Jeff Rumble came over. We (me Jeff S Jeff R and Jonesy) got into Jeff S car and drove over to Derek G house where i picked up 37 Shotgun shells (2 of which i gave to Jonesy) and some frozen deer meat (so good) as well as to drop off his video camera and cords. He told me that their was some mad blazing going down at The Forks, and that we should go. I then told him the story (above) of what happened with Jordan's Crack Dealer.

We then headed down to Lower Fort Garry and picked up some mushrooms off of some guy. Then headed over to Cresent Dr. Park. We wandered around for a little while, walking through the forest and some beaten paths. I sharpend some sticks double sided and stabed them into the ground. We blazed a bowl or two, then headed back to my house. Jeff R was constantly remarking on how he would miss me, and how he would find me in B.C. We stopped off at Mac's where Jeff R got some O.J and we saw Chris R and Derek G (who for some reason wanted to play drug dealer).

When we got their, Jeff R. made a call to his girlfriend. Ashley, I hate this girl, wail he was drinking magic tea. Whatever. He invites her over, and says he wants to do mush with her. So Jeff R and Jeff S go to pick up Ashley, wail me and Jonesy stay at my place. I went into the back field and sprayed "Do you know what it means to feed the gods?" on the ground.

They got back and we all head into the back field to play hack. I, as usual, did not join in. Instead I played with Floyd for a little while, we eventually decided to go to The Forks. The drive their was surprisingly fast. Their were allot of people at The Forks, which we later found out was because of the fireworks that were set to go off at 10 p.m. WE got their at about 9:10 p.m so we had some time to waste. We found a nice little blazing spot right on the river off a path in some trees. It was a nice spot.

At around 9:50 p.m. we found a better spot to view the fire works, right on the river, on the walls of a flooded path. The fire works were alright, they came on at 10:15 and ended at 10:25. It must have been good for Jeff R and Ashley all mushed out.

Somehow. SOMEHOW. We made it from (with all the other cars leaving) from The Forks to Pembina Highway. in 5 minutes. With thanks to Jeff S pro driving skills we reversed right onto Main St. and booked it to Jumbo Video. When we got their Jeff S started asking what movie t rent. I told him to get FUBAR since he has never seen it. As we walked by the Family Guy DVD's Ashley said, "and that's what your going to get me right Jeff?" but it was less of a question and more of her being a bitch.

When we got back to my house Jonesy called B.J up. I bought a gram off of Jeff S. Jeff S, Jeff R and Ashley start watching FUBAR. B.J comes over right as me and Jonesy are rolling up an approx. 2 gram blunt. The three of us went off to my Orange Tent and boxed the fuck out of it. I then showed B.J the shed. Jeff S took off around 12:30 am taking Jeff R and Ashley home.

I cooked up some deer meat, ate and went to bed, telling B.J and Jonesy to take care of themselves, cuz I had a bad ass headache. I don't know what the fuck B.J was cooking, but their was one hell of a nasty pasta mess the next day.

pack up my shit I’m on the road like Kerouac [whooo]
found tranquility in the cover that holds me [down down]
people I've query I’m always on the move [get more]
set it up pack it up giddy up giddy up, whooo!

I love it whooo!
I hate it

rolling stones gather no moss so lets go
not a life not a love
not a motherfuckin' minute to spare [god damn]
3 65 24/7 on the move [hey]
gotta go gotta go gotta hurry up and get there [now]

I’m living' the life [whooo!]
without the life [god damn]
gotta make it today to live up on the stage [hey]
so I’m blowing it up like a high school game

I know my place is on this road, my sad story
reflect on all the things that fell behind can't be sorry
I will follow my life and all the curves that it throws me
just when I think that I’ve found my home - I’m gone

when my worlds only gonna P to TM
we’ll be choppin' him dead inside, until I’m dead [yeah]
keep my hat on my head can't hang it without a home [god damn]
gotta push it more and this way I am alone [hey]

I’m living' the life [whooo!]
without the life [god damn]
gotta make it today to live up on the stage [hey]
so I’m blowing it up like a high school game

I know my place is on this road, my sad story
reflect on all the things that fell behind, can't be sorry
I will follow my life and all the curves that it throws me
just when I think that I’ve found my home - I’m gone

this circus cycle family
if faces aren't so strange
faces becoming more familiar
day by day
sharing becomes closer
day by day
the world becomes our home

DAY - we'll turn up with nothing
NIGHT - but we'll be back sometime
DAY - if its ready I’m ready
NIGHT - I’ve lived a life today
DAY - I’m healing the bleeding
NIGHT - dead now to back alive
DAY - I’ve been through another
DAY - I’m living the life, yeah right

I know my place is on this road - I can't be sorry
reflect on all the words that fell aside - my tragedy
I have followed my life and all the curves that it's thrown me
now at least I know I’ve found my home
where I belong!