Anna told me about this story she heard in the news today. This black man beat his two year old to death and his lawyer is trying to get him off with "post slave syndrome." EW. The dealio is owners of slaves beat them and now beating is ingrained. That is why he beat his kid to death, uhuh. What kind of lawyer would try to get some asshole off with that shit?! I mean his family have not been enslaved for how many years!? So now what, some Native American is going to scalp a white man and say it is because of "Post Indian Scalp Syndrome?" Whatever fools. People are so dumb!
There's a movie called "Super Size Me" addressing Mcdonald's Americans addiction to fast food it sounds funny. It's a Sundance Film Festival movie and I want to see it but I do not know where to see it. I can not find it any of the theaters here. Hmm. It came out I think May 7th so it may not even be playing anywhere anymore. Oh well. I will wait until it's on dvd then.
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
*Tuesday* Car Accident
On my way back down to Gilbert from Prescott this afternoon I was on the 101 and I'm not sure exactly the details because it happened so fast. I just remember looking down for a couple of seconds, I looked up and the truck infront of me was either at a full stop or practically was! I slammed on my brakes but I was not in time and my car smashed really well up front. His truck was okay, not a scratch. We hadn't hit bad traffic or anything so I had no reason to believe that there would be a fucking stop for no reason. He told me he had let his foot off of the gas. Okay, good for you! So now my car is an even bigger piece of shit! The glass on my right head light is broken but the light still works, the hood is bent up and it will not fully close. The plastic cheap grill like thing is broken and it just fucking sucks!
I did not report because it's not worth it. I will just fix it on my own and hopefully he won't say he got "whiplash" if he does he's full of shit! Good times. So we exchanged addresses and numbers just in case but we did not file a report because it was not bad for him at all and it was 'my fault.' Oh goodie.
On my way back down to Gilbert from Prescott this afternoon I was on the 101 and I'm not sure exactly the details because it happened so fast. I just remember looking down for a couple of seconds, I looked up and the truck infront of me was either at a full stop or practically was! I slammed on my brakes but I was not in time and my car smashed really well up front. His truck was okay, not a scratch. We hadn't hit bad traffic or anything so I had no reason to believe that there would be a fucking stop for no reason. He told me he had let his foot off of the gas. Okay, good for you! So now my car is an even bigger piece of shit! The glass on my right head light is broken but the light still works, the hood is bent up and it will not fully close. The plastic cheap grill like thing is broken and it just fucking sucks!
I did not report because it's not worth it. I will just fix it on my own and hopefully he won't say he got "whiplash" if he does he's full of shit! Good times. So we exchanged addresses and numbers just in case but we did not file a report because it was not bad for him at all and it was 'my fault.' Oh goodie.
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