Where is the Love?

I’m gonna be glad to see the back of 2003, been a weird year for sure. It’s felt like a long hard battle with a lot more lost than I gained, especially over recent months. But I get the feeling Y2K v0.4 is gonna rock, mainly with my move, albeit temporary, to Atlanta, GA., I know it may end up causing more problems than it’s worth, but I think the actual experience will do me good.

I need to get away from this place. The West of Scotland can be a very depressing place at the best of times and what I saw on my way home from work yesterday summed it all up. A group of youths (probably no more than 16 years old) came on the bus and set about making a commotion and basically disturbing the relative peace the other passenger had before they came on. So of this group of about 10, only 3 paid to get on, so the driver and ticket inspector done their job and threw as many as they could off the bus, and of course the rest of the group didn’t like this so as well as verbally abusing the driver and inspector, they tried to take a swing at them… Yes, one of them tried to punch the driver while he was driving a bus… So the rest of them were thrown off at the next stop, but not before one the group put his foot through the front window, and I do mean right through!

I’ve always said some people deserve to die and some people need to die… I’ve never seen such stupidity in all my life, but taking the bus home means I have to deal with differing levels of it night in and night out and I’ve had enough. Ever since the Walker-Arnold’s said “hey, you can come stay with us, stay for as long as you want, you could even do some work for us” I’ve been counting down the days…

26 to go now…