April 11th. That's the day I go to court for that posession charge (see story: "The one about the cops-Ride the pig" below) I get a little nervous when I think about it, seeing as I've been to jail once before. 1995ish. Long story, but let's just say I don't want to go back. The brothers and the homeys all said I'd be back, and for eleven years I've proved them wrong. I'm not looking at anything more than a FINE and PROBATION, but that's unaccepable. I'm fighting this. It was wrong. Still, I get nervous. And no...this is not an APRIL FOOLS DAY entry.