| 9-19-05
- 9:42 p.m. Amy and I are trying to work things out. I got promoted at work. That is, if I pass my background screening. People say, "well, have you been to jail in the last five years?" And I say, "In the last five years? No." And they laugh. And then I yell, "what, don't front, see this fucking tear tattoo under my eye? That's prison ink. BACK OFF." Then they leave me alone. If I've learned anything, recently, with all of this, it is this: |
