“Went out” w/ the Ft. Jackson Boys…and I do mean boys since they couldn’t hit the decent spots 21+. Wasted Cab $, wasted tine when I had the right directions after all…did nothing fruitfull but buy a couple Don Thomases and smoke one. At least I squared away my bunk, boots & locker b4 we left. Spent 45 min outside a whorehouse so Nav could get his rocks off – Kennedy waited his turn on the same bitch (who I though was a dog w/ a crack queeny face) & missed out cuz Lee & I hit a cab back just b4 Nab stepped out & got in it – Dan came back too – annoyed about it to no end…but he later admitted he was glad he didn’t go in…
Called mom & pops – they’ve been back from Australia @ I week. Things are well back home – so good to hear their voices again – though it reinforced to me my distance – made me feel the “long lost son” only occasionally writing or calling…
Will call Justine Tomorrow @ 5-6 here (2-3 there) & gab a bit…mebe talk to Katrina for a bit…
Long talk w/ Joe @ his past – through his high school
years & about financial saving plans – his Dad is a corporate with
2 WMA (World Marketing Associates) offices in LA…Joe is close to be a licensed
financial broker, and he seems readily willing to help me set up retirement
based saving plans…he said I have a generous nature and a good heart to
my “I’m just a sinfull man” comment…It made me feel good about myself.
I can only try to live a good & just life & to make retribution
for my wrongs…of which I can see now & honestly admit, were neither
many nor very severe—very little has hurt others but I wonder briefly of
Snider and Becca as I listen to the Counting Crows “Rain King”…
I left to leave them behind me, and now I think it safe
to say they’re gone from my consciousness – their lives no longer entangle
mine for sure.