Home from college school year is over. And I go to buy a shotgun. Unfortunantly every gun store in the county knows not to sell to me thanks to the Nashua Police. And since I was under court order not to posses firearms from the time I was arrested, this was the NPD's big chance. I ordered a gun from Mossberg, bought some shells and would come by Wensday to pick it up. The police waited for me on that day, but Mommie Dearest had the car all day. She came home around 8pm after the store closed. I got in the car and said I will either have the means to kill Amy or Die tonight, by commiting suicide with the gun before the police grabbed me. But silly me forgot to bring the shells to load the gun. By the time I got there It was closed and the police had left, but Al was still there he said "your guns late and will be shipped Monday 4 o'clock sharp" His voice was a little TOO confident it was then that I knew it was a trap. "FUCK FUCK, am I going to jail?" I said to my self as I tried to biuld up the courge to hit a tree with my car. I couldn't do it and went to the police station to tell them I had attempted to buy a shotgun to kill myself. And you know what the police officer said? "go home and sleep it off"!!!, now thats just illegal! but they missed there chance to report my statement and insitutionalize me, oh well.

I complete my anger-mangement course, by the way it was 3 sessions of slides (what a fucked up world we live in) no domestic-violence-gun-prohibitations for me =) ..then I sue Amy's police sgt. working on my case for illegally... blah blah, I'll get back to this if I can, I mean really, who's going to accually read all this?

Also around this time that I started thinking about killing Owen. I drove to his house and concidently saw him taking out the trash. As I drove by we looked at each other square in the eye. I was stuned.