*SIGHS*

So Shaz is still wondering...what happened...and it is so simple.

My family is positively twisted. That's all.

In Cali, it is so straight-forward. Who has time to worry about other people's business? It's always down-time or hustling.

But, it's all gray-area here:

People playing find-muck with half-a-brain. Breaking laws at will, pretending we're still two countries on one-third of a continent, and missing the entire point of social commentary because of the blinders and the roar of the freak-show around the underground drug-trade.

So, drop me some more Lamectil.

Put me in the hospital.

Whatever makes you feel like a man.

But, by God, stop talking to me like an idiot.

Just because I allowed you to treat me like one just means I was waiting to see if you would.

I love my family. We disagree on a lot of things. But, they protect me from a lot, too. It's just the way it is until I live where I want to be, have what I want to have, and live the way I choose.

If you want to steal their time...

You are going to have to go through me.

This is why I respect your parents so much.

They never asked you to choose.

 ~AC