  Dude! I think I was close to being arrested tonight! Morbid celebration! Hooray!! I stole some construction-zone markers. So when I came home with yet another piece tonight, I knew what was coming when my garage door and front door were being hammered with fists.
Part of me was tickled with the attention, wanted to counter their anger with the always effective are you sure you want to try to usurp the hell Im already in? Its still a bit beyond me that I dont go sit on their stupid barricades naked just to see how theyd respond. Im stupid enough at this hour to play with it. So I gave my passport over to these goons of almost-cop level security. I dreamt last night that I was living the life advertised in Grand Theft Auto. Steeling cars, fucking women beyond my field of access. Buying off the authorities. Etc. it was lovely having the access, but then Im there with Haley, this girl Im smitten with at school.
I was licking her when I realized she had the marks of someone with a STD. I stopped in my dream, figuring it was too late. Feeling infected for going this far before checking into her health. I screwed myself. No priors, but there it was. Isn't that symbolic? 
