----- Original Message -----
From: G*** Ant****
To: J***
Sent: Monday, August 31, 2009 3:11 PM
Subject: Golf
Golf--9/11. Just nine holes. Muni. In the afternoon?
I replied:
come on man you know I have the kid during the day, and yes school just started so make that 7am to 7pm days; then I have to make dinner and do all the house stuff too. Yes I am a bitch. also im poor and pinching it to pay for doing rayray's wedding, which is the following week 3000 miles away in another country. yeah that's 3 large I didn’t have in the first place. fuck me.
oh man kid has a LARGE diaper.... it stinks too. I gotta get on that.
so, sorry I cant golf on 9/11 at muni.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Personal Correspondence
I was thinking that I would like to post some of my personal correspondence here. Now folks can begin to assemble the letters that will make up the library named in my honor after I have been assassinated. Enjoy!
Friday, August 28, 2009
Nobody Looks at This Thing
It's been almost a year since my last post, and there are several reasons for it. I will go into none of the excuses I have manufactured over the course of the last 11 months, for that would be petty and boring and most of them are thinner than the Olson twins, but one. The fact is I've been persecuted and punished, and the act of speaking up about it never really worked out for me.
This being an open platform, and my being able to say what I want here, were outlets that I hesitated to utilize during my Michael Vick-esque crucifiction in the offices of my former employ. You know, what you say can and will be used against you in a court of public opinion. Well at this point in the calendar, it matters little what I say, for unless I broadcast to the world that I intend to hurt or kill somebody, or break the law in so gross a fashion, then I should be okay. They can't take away my wife and kid for saying what I feel to be the truth, and I've got nothing else to take away at this point. So let the floodgates open I say. I'm ready to climb back up on this horse. I hope you've missed me.
This being an open platform, and my being able to say what I want here, were outlets that I hesitated to utilize during my Michael Vick-esque crucifiction in the offices of my former employ. You know, what you say can and will be used against you in a court of public opinion. Well at this point in the calendar, it matters little what I say, for unless I broadcast to the world that I intend to hurt or kill somebody, or break the law in so gross a fashion, then I should be okay. They can't take away my wife and kid for saying what I feel to be the truth, and I've got nothing else to take away at this point. So let the floodgates open I say. I'm ready to climb back up on this horse. I hope you've missed me.
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