Not Cool

I went to bed pretty early, for me, last night. I was in bed by 10:15, and I fell asleep almost instantly. Then I woke up at 2 AM to the feeling of somebody shoving needles in the back of my throat every time I swallowed. So, I got up and took a sweet concoction of Advil and Tramadol. I fell back to sleep shortly thereafter, and when I woke up about 45 minutes later, the pain was gone. Ah, the miracles of modern science.

I managed to remain awake, fully awake from 3:00 A.M. to about 5:00 A.M. So what did I do? I listened to talk radio. There was a dude talking about the "End Times." He talked about a lot of what I already know, but it was still pretty interesting to listen to da man speak. His own personal opinion, was that the end is within 10 years. I can't say that I disagree or agree, because "no man shall now the day or the hour," of Christ's return. Pretty scary stuff though, if you really start thinking about it.

Again, I managed to put in doom and gloom in my post. Sorry. It's probably because I feel like doom and gloom, or as I like to put it, a lump of ass.

Here's something exciting: Tomorrow morning, I get to fly down to Houston and have my day in court. For those of you that don't know, here's a recap:

My old landlord stole my deposit, and I asked him twice to send me receipts of the "repairs" of the place. He never sent them to me, because I really don't think he did the "repairs." I then sent him a letter that said if he didn't return my deposit, in full, I'd take him to court. So he sues me, that same day that he got the letter. So, I then counter-sue him, and here we are.

So by about 3 PM tomorrow, I'm either going to be up anywhere from $0-$4,500 or down $0-$4,500. Talk about variance. Basically it's a range of +$4,500 to -$4,500. I sure hope it's in the positive direction. The law "should" be on my side here, but since small claims court is a circus, it's anybody's guess as to who will win. I'm mainly just ready to get this sucker over with.

I guess the outcome of this trial will greatly determine what I can buy my loved ones for Christmas, won't it?

Keep on keepin' on. And maybe through a prayer out for a brotha.