yeah.

nothing really to report.
mitchell's in jail. he took a plea bargain that I may explain later but basically it comes down to he's in there for two weeks or a little more. It's alright though. I mean, tuesday night I didn't take it quite as well as I would have expected from myself. But no one was online, Zach was doing something...and my mom was drunk...and I mean, there's a box of razorblades right fucking next to the front door. Doing that to me is like putting a syringe next to a heroin addict and expecting him not to touch it. So I have 4 vices. Smoking, cutting, pot, and drinking. But I'm quitting smoking soon. I can tell myself I've quit cutting but I know it's more likely that I'll do it again sometime. And pot and drinking are social so I dont really count those. I'm not exactly a healthy person. But oh well. I've survived thus far.

Monday night before court the next morning Mitchell taught me macrame.
for those who don't know it's kinda like braiding but with four strings instead of three. Not really, but it's comparable and the easiest way to explain it. But yeah. so I've been doing some of that and it's nice. it keep my hands busy which will help with quitting smoking and it lets me think...which may not be the best thing for me to do now that I think about it. But again, oh well.

I've been listenign to music a lot more than I had been lately. I guess I took a break while everything was falling apart for some reason which makes no fucking sense since that could have helped me. When we went to walmart the other day, which I'll explain later cuz it's kind of a sob stroy I guess, Mitchell and I bought like 6 different cds which was nice. I like to own the actually physical disk as well as have to music on my computer. I dunno. I guess I'm weird like that.
So we got best of three dog night cuz we had none for some god awful reason, the eagles new album which really isn't bad, bat out of hell which is surprisingly good, lynard skynard (mitchell's. I don't like them that much) and the bets of warren zevon which was the entire reason i wanted to go in the first place. Also was the last thing I found. one copy left. sitting on some strange shelf in front of a letter that I dont think even sounded like Z.

and now I've lost my train of thought because Zach called me and I was on the phone for 40 minutes.

I'll try to post tomorrow. I'm going to go read or something and wait for him to finish his homework.

peace guys.