Liquid Etchings
Thursday, September 02, 2004
Pick me up
Oh, from the bottom up to the top, love, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances
I take my chances on everyday.

Dave Matthews Band, "Everyday"
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There's a new roommate. His name is Patricio, and he works as a technician for studio equipment (amps, mixers, that sort of thing) out of Camarillo. He's only in for 20 days for violating probation.

On the one hand, I grow frustrated by people who think that just because you don't support the president, it implies you're unpatriotic. But on the other hand, I know that Kerry will win both California and New York, and all of the protests going around the RNC in New York City can only pique the interest of moderates around the country. I'd vote Republican, myself, if it weren't for the fact that the Republican nominee didn't know what he was doing. I like strawberry ice cream, but I'm not eating strawberry ice cream served out of a toilet.

I stand corrected on the AA meetings. That sophomoric kid really had a lot of heart, and I guess I shouldn't be one to judge where oen finds enjoyment. If he thinks something is amusing, than that's his call, and while I might find it abrasive or annoying, that's my call. Ultimately, though, I realized in last night's meeting that he's got his priorities straight, so I commend the guy for owning responsibility for his life. Even if "queried" isn't that funny.
Etched by Ron / 9/02/2004 08:26:00 AM |
There exists a version
of myself that chose wisely, that saved the day, that won, that got it right. I am his approximation. I've rounded down.
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