I'll see you in hell
Wow...Tonight is quite possible the GREATEST night of my life! That, only the exact opposite. Tonight I have slipped into the seventh circle of hell. My only refuge is my online journal, so?. Here is what was produced after I drank too much and ending up throwing things around my living room while fighting off the stun gun prongs from state police officers.

I am done. I have decided to stop trying. I walked onto the freeway hoping for the sweet, warm embrace of death but alas my wishes for fishes remain unfulfilled. I Possess a White-Hot Hatred for the police. They are breedhappy fleshsacks with the cumulative intelligence, common sense, and politeness of a fire hydrant that sprays shit instead of water and is perpetually broken. It is my belief that the ?man? has been after me since I was a fetus. I was pulled over, in my boss?s truck, for turning left on a yellow light. Now normally, this would be overlooked. But instead, my employer decided that it would be a good idea to dispatch me off on a job with his license plates completely expired. When the officer approached the truck, he looked at me as if I had just gotten done beating an orphan to death with the bloody corpse of a dead baby seal. I tried to explain that the light was in fact not red but yellow and he responded by screaming, at the top of his lungs, ?Burn the Infidels!!!? At which point I was issued not one, but two tickets. One for the genocide of the Jews in 1943, and one for the expired tabs. But fear not reader, according to the law of averages, everyone in the entire world other that me, must have had the best day of their lives to make up for the shit I have had to deal with today. This was just the icing on the cake of destitution that was August 19th, 2003. As much as I would like to enlighten your minds on the events leading up to a day that can only be referred to as ?black Tuesday?, I fear that if I continue typing, my ferocious key strokes will pulverize the only keyboard I own. So tune in next time, depending on my mood, I might just tell you ?the rest of the story?.