September 2001

09/16/2001

Three days to 21 and then it's all down hill. I imagine that I'll be pestered on a daily basis to go to the beer store. Just like I used to bother everyone else. Friday night I went to see Hank Williams III. It was great! We went on the tour bus and hung out with him after the show! He is a cool guy and I smoked some bud with him. Saturday we went to see The Reverend Horton Heat at Young Ave. Deli. School's not going well. I'm having trouble getting into the routine. Recently I've almost quit drinking. I'm down to one night a week if that. I figure after my birthday that will change.

09/17/2001

I plan to throw a party this weekend in celebration of the beginning of the end of my life. Maybe all will go well. I hope it does. I had this dream a couple of weeks ago that I was being chased by this cult and as I was running I found myself trapped i their headquarters. They tried to get me to join but I refused and kicked their asses! The bad thing was I woke up with this overwhelming paranoia  and felt real weird  the rest of the day. I've been felling really good here lately. I haven't been depressed in a long time. I fear that will not last long. I have a warrant out for my arrest in Monroe County and will probably have one in Itawamba soon because I can't pay the ticket. I am also wanted in Tennessee where I spent two weeks in jail for public drunk. I have nothing else to say.

09/18/2001

Tomorrow is my birthday but I feel like it's just another day. I think of it as the worst day of my life, the first day of my life. 21 is when I was supposed to take control of my inheritance that no longer exists. I wasn't always like this. I used to think life was a gift now it's a curse.  Not to say that I want to end it, I'm interested to see what new ways life finds to fuck me over. It's like opening up a box you know contains a rattlesnake except you want to get bit so you open it anyway. I wait in anticipation of disappointment. Happy Birthday to me!