I got drunk and stupid

Like it was just something
Happening to you
Like it wasn't but another shady color
From the same-o lame-o point of view

Like it wasn't a decision
Made entirely by your lonesome self
Like somehow the responsibility
At least in someway sort of

Belonged to someone else

I got arrested for public intox
You sure are familiar with those terms
And while the early birds may
Get what they've industriously earned
There are those cross bar bound foul

That think they always get one more
Squirm and turn

But honesty and integrity
Aren't something you can buy
And you may think you didn't live tell
A whopper

But it certainly wasn't a little

White lie



Neils
11:12 am
12/08/2007
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transcribed this time
5:31 pm
12/09/2007
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Written while
On a hard 4 mile run..




N....again