08-03-2008, 07:24 PM
My plans are comign to fruition. I am coming ever-closer to acheive full rights of access to this community. I would call it my civil rights movement, but I am alone, no wise old indian to help me, no charismatic black minister to push me on. They will finally accept me for who I am, not the mask I put on when I join. But I am perplexed. Motorcyles have now become an obstacle. Those hypothetical "Lost" have now become my enemy.
- Dexter
- Dexter