Ive restarted this five times in my head and twice now in actual text. Not trying to be a perfectionist but definitely time to start working on my delivery. It’s Monday- it’s everything I thought it would be- it’s such a nice day. I’ve actually handled a lot of stuff. More to do. So some of the people I met in jail are popping up on Facebook. Most of them went to prison... yes the African American transgender I love to death is still locked up- facts are facts, she got the longest term of anyone. It’s exhausting. The way it works is that if you come into court with a record you’re going to at least the time you got on the case before- so if you did 6 months county time you might get the same time... if you did prison time, yo ass is going to prison. Or AB 109 which is doing a prison term in county- which sucks. Basically they get no outdoor rec for their entire stay- I was down for 4 months and could only go out once per week from 6am-9am on Sunday. It wasn’t that much better or different in San Jose (you know ‘the yard’ from that amazing David Guetta music video? That’s what I got in San Jo. Omg twelve more minutes and I’m home. Fuck. Like- how is it I piss people off just by existing? This dude is slamming the window closed on the bus like it’s my fault it’s open, looking/mean mugging at me like 7 minutes later as I’ve had time to notice.... ponder on... as well as write about the situation, and still looking over his shoulder at me- and if it’s cause I’m blaring Britney Spears in my ears then he just needs to be a little more alpha cause *NSYNC just started and then after that is what.... Backstreets Back Alright! And no I’m not making this up as an alpha beside me indeed exhibited some protective body language over me towards his behavior and got him to stop being so sassy.
So Im apart of an entire gentrification get down I think. I hope not- however, I did just move to south central. No complaints about the neighborhood at all- other then yes, I am the only white personal I’ve noticed... currently I’m on a bus that’s full. Me and one other white guy who looks lost (no offense if you’re the person I’m talking about- odds are you might be part of the same scheme because I had the same look on my face when I first moved to the area... what the hell am I talking about?... let my anxiety flare up and I’ll have a look that makes people want to create a mem or whatever those things are called. Ha that or one of those scary cat ones. I hope I’m not cause one white person moves to town and all of a f’n or eff’in sudden homeowners insurance goes up and since most things in our country are owned by the same 6 people (since there are 6 time zones thought that’d be a reasonable guesstimation ... however generous it may actually be) they get excited and increase what they charge their renters who may or may not have legitimate contracts and may or may not be able or be knowledgeable of renters rights and things like that. (Omg- yes, as a child I watched Duke’s of Hazard and just pictured a modern day Boss Hog snickering at the concept of renters rights and then I was like... ugh I’m trying not to make a joke about a certain oblong office... but the struggle is real.)
Me not having a computer is even more of a fucking struggle today- once again if I had had one I would have been able to make it to a volunteer thing I had mid-morning today but instead realized I wouldn’t be able to go after calling to check on a benefit issue- I hate it when people on the other side of the call say? Well, since you don’t have a computer- even the lady at dept of social services who helps people with gov aid can’t believe that I don’t have an effing computer! Ugh! So I’m metro’ing it two hours (with them slowing down traffic down town on top of delays related to construction) to go to the office and fill out a page or two of verifications. Yes, I’m relatively savy and can do all sorts of what seems like witch craft and wizardry with my updated adobe and adobe fill in and sign apps... however- from past experiences I’ve learned it’s better to go and do and receive them to try and not succeed and realize it’s past 5pm or will be once you get there and just like I want me money so does ‘the woman.’ (There- women want rights... they get the other side that comes along with it so eat your heart out.) I would love to ask how they feel about being the bad guy but sadly I already know how they feel about it related to what research shows... but.... fuck I guess that’s enough for now since I’m about to lose some of the audience. Ha- that’s not why I’m doing it but also feel as though I need to post and end with this... I’m passing the court house downtown and I’m like... how can you not see the problem and work harder, faster, and without question as to if there is an issue... like- there is clear nauseating hate in our country and it stems from the law makers and law and courts and if you wanna say it doesn’t- you and I will take our asses to Delano and I’ll introduce you to my friend who I mentioned earlier who got the longest term of anyone I know or knew in jail and is...
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