We found the guy guilty-it was just so obvious that he did it.

I'll have to say that the experience was quite interesting, although a little stressful. I also have to say it makes me think that the law may be the thing for me. Maybe.

I came in to work today. For all the stress of having to decide if a person is guilty or not, I'll have to say this shit is much more so. Maybe it's the environment....maybe it's the tasks. I don't know.

Last night I went and saw 'Pedro the Lion' at First Ave. This is the second time I've seen him, and although it wasn't as good a show as the first time it was still pretty good. I ended up going with this girl I went out with last week-I don't know exactly what will happen, but I have the feeling that my ugliness will again prevent me from finding love. Damn that puss-filled hump! Anyway, her name is Niki Schultz, she's a nurse, and she's nice. She's also pretty fine.

I'm trying to get her to go with me next week to a poetry slam or maybe do something else. We'll see.

I've been on jury duty for the last week and a day. The case I've gotten has been a First Degree Sexual Assault. The person assaulted? A four year old girl. The person charged with the crime? The girl's great grandfather.

The case is in deliberation so I'm not done with it, but let me say this(which may help if you think your family is a piece of shit): my family isn't nearly as fucked up as I might think. And chances are neither is yours.

Stay tuned for an update when deliberation is over.

oh. my. God.

who whould have thought?

I kinda felt bad about the little turd yesterday. Until he was forced to wash my car. Then I was impressed by how shiny it was!

Last night I reported to my parents what my shithead brother had done. I even told them about the pot and booze.

My reasoning ended up being that he had done such a half assed cleanup job, he deserved it.

NARC!

I'm torn about what to do. Last night, as I arrived at my parents house from a party at Matt's(I had agreed to housesit while they were out of town), I walked in on a little(30 odd people) party my little brother was throwing. Pot. Booze. 17 year olds. My brother, stoned. Destruction and damage galore. Plus the little shits that were here got into some of my music gear I keep here. Little fucks.

In a way, I feel kind of envious of my brother. I never had the balls to throw a secret drug+drink party at my parent's house when I was in high school. But mostly I feel pretty pissed that my brother would put me in this position-where I have to choose between protecting him from what will surely be a harsh punishment and acting as my parent's trusted proxy.

I think I'll turn him in. His little friends ended up causing serious damage to a sliding door, taking it off it's track. Plus, the clean up was really horseshit.

I could change my mind. They'll get home tomorrow, and I might flip.

Oh. Blue Thunder got broken into on Wednesday night, as it's emanciated hulk sat in front of my parents house. So I guess we'll end up donating it to some charity/mob front.

this is a link to a daily picture.....from.....space

every day, NASA puts up a new picture from the space station. It's really awesome, usually. Today, it's a picture of three stars in the constellation Orion, as their light goes through the Earth's atmosphere.

a couple of days ago it was the prettiest picture of the Northern Lights(taken from ssspppaaccceeee).

Something to check out.