7:31 a.m. on 2001-12-24
An old memory resurfaces

In a million years, you'll never guess who I saw yesterday...Rat faced Steve. I was at a friends house and his doorbekk rings...I open the door and there he is, the sleazebag general in the flesh. He's still operating under the same delusion that he can get his GED whenever he wants. He asked me if we were gonna go find us some bitches. More than anything, I was amazed that he still looked, acted and spoke the same way. I have to run out to attend to something, but I'll post again later.

in the slammer - up for parole