the tyranny

most of my time here has gone to writing my group project due in three hours. not sure if it's ready or what because my partners are not the best at communicating. part of me really feels like i totally got screwed in this whole project and they barely had to lift a finger, however i may never actually know for sure. but i did my part, possibly more, and that's another stupid assignment in the bank. it's getting down to the wire.

most of my whereabouts have been either at el grovers or tom's. a few hours from now i'll be dining with three generations of bryant. after a nice meal we will be wisked away to the show. tom's has been as good as usual. the nobles are in town so we don't have free reign to the land. i also found out that they don’t let him eat out of their fridge, forcing him to eat out all the time. he has a fridge at his parent’s house but the lords will not allow him to keep it in his village. we can't even use the up and down buttons on his remote because they want to restrict his cable usage. tom seems content though and is in good spirits. someday i hope to help strengthen our national policy to bring democracy to tom.

so you know how in denver you can carry like ounce of weed on you. well they have that one neighborhood called five points or something. i wonder if black people will pull out there little baggy and wave it to the police to intimidate them. could this happen? some black comedian needs to sketch this, stupid people need to test it, and we need to venture into the scary places and see if it's happening. of course the law might not really allow for it, but that doesn't mean we still can't try all those things above.

gotta go.