NOVEMBER 28, 2005 ??? WOW. It seems like yesterday I was on this. Originally 2003 I think. I'm just blown away. So uh. Who deserves the thank you for reopening my account?

Time to update...

I got no job & no bank account...no money to pay for a membership here...wish I could stay...& I thank all the people who made this wonderful...hopefully we run into eachother somehow...I'll miss you

times almost up for me here...don't think renewal is an option...lame huh...well...I'm sorry

as for life...comming out of the clouds...seeking my fortune elsewhere...alone? who knows...I just got a really bad feeling in my chest...maybe it's a panic attack...maybe it's heartache...anyhow, for those of you who knew me or know me...it's been really really fun at times...& this was a very tough place in life for me...I thankyou~

Sincerely,
Christopher JuraSic

so just for the record...detox is a dirty place & no fun...I nearly had to kill someone in there... & no it wasn't my fault for being picked up...I was a block from home...with a case of fresh beer from the store...bad circumstances...bla bla bla...I HATE officer BESNER!!! & I'm going to file a complaint against him for not reading me my rights...& taking me into that hell for informing him I would be a whitness to his police brutality on the homeless kid...

anyhow, I got a hot head when there's liqui fire in me...stand clear

Back in pdX from my adventure...didn't make it to Newyork...but I did make it to atlantic city & harrisburg on a greyhound bus...& yeah...maryland for a beer run...somethings are just better left unsaid...but I did some good...cleared my head...& have decided to take a trip to california next...

today I'm laying around infront of the aircon with the kids...listening to music & watching sincity...

& it wouldn't be a bad day without you to play... one 2 a pump it up...a 1 two

I'm a kinda drunk so you got to tell me if I'm slurring...
Shuddup!!!

Here is your flight itinerary:
Wednesday, August 17th:
Delta 1683, PDX-ATL (8:05am-3:45pm)
Delta 930, ATL-PHL (4:40pm-6:52pm)

Friday, August 26th:
Delta 685, PHL-SLC (4:57pm-7:55pm)
Delta 1866, SLC-PDX (8:48pm-9:41pm

my birthday present from big sister...roundtrip ticket to philly so anyone in the area...please drop me a line & lets meet up possibly...she is going to be working a bunch & I'll be left to the streets

p.s.does anyone like me?

so after an all nighter...which included visiting the beach twice...we got donuts & parted ways...the sun was rising...& I sat on the yellow line waiting for the next available way out...suddenly a pack of human beings surrounded me...one blonde chubby girl sat down...I wondered if I smelled like booze...& just continued listening to my headphones...then a stranger interupted...started acting retarded when the cops drove by...infact the cop stopped in the road with a puzzled look...& the man blamed them bc his son was raped in prison or something...I turned the volume up once he turned his attention on my bench...eventually I could see he was not shutting up...& the poor chubby girl was glad to sit next to me...what a fuckup...anyhow, when the train arrived we looked for seats away from nutzy...only he followed me like I was his new best friend...kept talking...& i just had to do it...I interupted him politely & said I don't want to hear anymore about his son & the pedifiles...he became irate with me...screaming profanity...calling me a pedifile...trying to assert himself I guess...& then he had the gaul to threaten my life...asking me if I wanted him to kill me? or saying he was going to punch me in the face...even approaching me...& I sat up...told him to sit the fuck down...shut the fuck up...& I sort of blackened out then...just remember confronting him on the fact he doesn't have a gun...a knife...& especially...he doesn't have shit...& that he should clear off the fucking train...that nobody on the train wishes to hear another word about his son or anything for that matter...& he started with the threats again...saying he was from san quinton...I just looked at him & asked..."would you like me to come kick you ass...or how about I kill you with my bare hands"... I started toward him...he took a seat...asked me if could stay on the train...appologized profusely...& I told him to sit down & shut up...he got off at the next stop...& another passenger shook my hand...it was fucking awsome...I think I was just hyper from wrestling Jake at the party & beach...flipping him over into suplexes...laying him out...nobody was hurt...

anyhow, I had fun...

HERE IS A PICTURE FROM MY HEAD ON COLLISION TWO MONTHS AGO...



MY SON & I ON OUR NEW BIKES...



Pictures of us at the park...


back to work...leave me a messages...& my birthday is july 26th...it's a tuesday & for those who know me...you are invited to have lunch tuesday at todai...

My dream...or nightmare...some great mystery lurking in the depths of my subconscious mind...why is it so familure?
It was supposed to be a nice quiet evening...my mother...my father...my little sister...me all cruising downtown for a bite to eat...a moment in family history...My mom was driving her bulky white benz into the nearly busy parking garage...I had just previously taken note of the girls softball team in the pub we were going to settle into...& so...mom isn't a great driver...she's nearly 60 and that's old in my book...she can barely handle that gas peddle or see over the stearing wheel...not to mention...her glasses are never clear...& she gets flustered...I keep an eye out for her as a good back seat driver should...& tell her to watch out...turn here...there's a spot...we enter a new level...I see a man & women under a car...looks as though they had trouble & it's jacked up...some kind of leaking fluid...then I see the little boy who is slightly taller than our hood...I mention it..."watch out for the boy"...she begins to back up...& he runs behind us...I tell her again...watch out for the boy...I jump out...she obviously can't see him...for whatever reason...& he is gone...not there anymore...& the women under the car...is running toward us...yelling help...I run toward the car as my parents ask her what is wrong...there I see the horrific dead man...in a pool of blood...& oil...his eyes are wide open...& there is writing in the oil...it says..."AS IS"...& then I see that there is a connection in this...& other murders...that they include pieces to the puzzle...who is this psycho killer?
In any event...I wake up & think about this for an hour or so...it's still bugging me...I'm almost certain I'll have another dream about this...who is that boy...was he real...or a ghost? what part does he play...why show me?

I nearly died the other day...& the headlines would of read...jay walking across highway splat by corvette!!!

dear dream girl...come rescue me from hell...in the past week I've been in a head on collision...locked myself out of the car...been intoxicated since last tuesday...had my federal tax return garnished by assholes...been harrassed by the bank about an outstanding 140...well I purchaced french fries & took out ten bucks for one transaction...& then bought cigarrettes...wopping $5...& took out 40 for a forty...so that totals $35 each bounce...I'm not sure who I hate the most in the world right now...also finding I need a lawyer to clear my good name...get rid of the charges I was innocent of...so if a key is a tool & entering your x-wives place to get your photographs after you just caught her with the 35 year old neighbor is burglery 1...class a...what do I have to look forward to...lets see...they take my whole paychecks leaving me starving & in poverty...then act like nothings wrong...tell me to get a better job or a second one...well...fuck this country...I"m going back home to England...GOd saVe the King...



If your going to scream, scream with me...moments like this never last...

but later in the trails...Dillard second from the top barely manages finish third behind barney ewell & mel patton in the 100 meteres...he is named the third member in the 100 meter team...saturday july 31st the 100 meter final...

good morning it's a great day for game today...

it's beautiful...

oh it's beautiful day I would say the championship game is right on the money today...

& we have the infamous living legends...

vs the whole world...it's a big game...big game...Im here with my partner marv albert & bob thorton here to introduce you to a team you never heard before songs...there first game...

& what a day for a championship match the wind is blowing the sun is shinning I'm feeling good...

it's great it's great..I got this budweiser i'm feeling nice lets get the game started...

this gets this thing underway lets see what we have here...

woopie