last night was the first night in 4 nights i hadn’t taken any bluez. i finally passed out at 6:30am with Return To Oz playing. wonderful dreams.
brad woke me up at 8 to take him downtown to see his lawyer, then to pay a fine at 201 poplar. i always end up updating when i go down to the jail/court house area out of town because the simple that this city is just fucked.
i sat outside of the jail for about 30 minutes waiting for brad and had the most fucked up conversations with the most random people waiting for other folks.
after all my new friends left me i found a magazine. it was made by the jehovah’s witnesses for pregnant teens.
i read it 3 times before brad comes out.
bunch of shit.