Day Nine:
        Got the "Woe Lost Lives" page up and running (DSPGandalf.net/Woe_Lost_Lives). A poem I wrote in jail about seven years ago after coming off a year long crack run. Not fun, but it saved my life. I was pretty twisted when I came off that run--let me, tell you! But I still didn't get it out of my system. It took (on and off) six more years to finally call it quits. Like everyone told me in every damn meeting I ever went to (AA, NA, CA), if you ain't ready, you ain't ready! And I really never wanted to be ready--stupid, huh? But that is just the way it is in life, you really have to want it. I lost so many friends to drugs--but they just weren't ready, so now there gone....
    But on a much brighter note, things are looking a little better today--still can't find a job but got approved for unemployment. Thank be to the gods! Now I can pay some past-do bills.
                    Alrighty then, Peace out!
                                                    Scotty....