5/16/12 Day 10
Wooo! What an eventful day! Woken-up early to be a “cart-runner”, then out to booking where I got changed and chatted with Mr. Deturis (the good one_, who didn’t even naked-check me. He mentioned how he saw Beau come in and how nice Beau was – how he had told him he was set-up. Then the fat, friendly sheriff shackled me and was sure to loosen the cuffs to where he could fit one of his fat fingers between the cuffs and my hands. While waiting to be transported, I met Julie Selona, who says she was wrongfully arrested and charged with a felony for the charge of 2nd degree assault on a 3 year old. She says she was protecting the baby from being scolded by falling coffee and wipe past the kids face but nothing malicious or painful. She is nice and dearly loves kids, having been adopted and having a bunch of nieces and nephews, plus a child of her own who is 8. I hope she is freed soon. While in court she saw me comment on David Laurens tie and said “so you’re gonna be adopting your children huh?” What a nice way to say it. She is a sweetheart and I wish her the best. At court I was delighted to see Kate, Ademo, Ian, Pete, and David Crawford all in attendance. Ian filmed. I was prepared with 4 motions, and one of them worked! My preparation paid off and I didn’t need to hire a public pretender! 😀 Judge Burke granted my motion to convert the fines into community service, to be completed by December 20,2012 – 124 hours – a lot better than their 25 days in segregation at the jail, which would have been the case if I hadn’t done a good job as my own “representation”. I’m feeling proud. And relieved. I know that now I will not hold the record for most days in the Keen Spiritual Retreat but I am ok with that! 😀 My “good time” release date (which I anticipate receiving is something like June 25th which is my mothers birthday and the last day of Porc-Fest. I hope there’s someone to pick me up! Haha! Okaty, I just sent off 20 pages of my journal – like writings – over to my friends at the KAC, and I’ll write more to Michele Seven, Dale Everett, and others who have written to me later today, but first, I want to nap.
Instead I finished “Tuesdays with Morrie” which was unforgettable as it was moving. Haha! Higgins was just singing so loudly everyone in the clock could heard him during lockdown. My roommate Joe turned on his radio and that song was on. That gave me the idea to sing along next time – I think it would be cook if everyone with a radio were singing along to a fun song together – it was that “toniiiiiiiiight, we are youuuuuuuuung…” song that Renee sang for the last karaoke night I attended. Okaty, just woken up by a visit from Kelly and Steve Z. and Wiki Wyatt; it was great to see them and Kelly said she would put some $ on my commissary, which makes her better than my mom, who is pretty unhelpful throughout this experience. Thank goodness for the Shire folks.
Just had some great calls – Free Talk Live, Gwyn, Liz, Mandy, and Mom. Mom was surprising unaware of how court went today – it’s very frustrating to me how quiet everyone is on the pyhone – they sounds like LOSERS! Totally depressed and just grunting along – why even talk on the phone if youre just using a waeak voice to make others sad – how stupid. I was told again to quiet down and I’m NOT loud! So annoying and so NOT ME! I use my voice because if I have something to say, I say it! Clearly and loud enough to be heard – why this culture of quiet, I hate it!
Wow – I am terribly frustrated with my mother, who said she wouldn’t front me any money for my commissary and instead used my plea for an opportunity to say “I told you so” about setting up an account. I don’t know why she would have to attitude. She is being unhelpful and unsupportive by telling me to take personal responsibility for myself – she has no ide3a what it’s like – no idea of the magnitude of today – had no idea I could be in seg right now if I hadn’t kicked ass in court today – she didn’t even find out when I had court, so if I had relied on her, I would be there right now. I do not appreciate that. Then she says to get Dad to by me a ticket to Mandy’s wedding – forgetting that I’ve told her a million times that I don’t have a passport. Then she wants ME to find out how to get it renewed in time – FROM JAIL! What an inconsiderate prick! She has the internet and an Iphone and I have a jail cell while is depriving me of fresh and I can only make collect calls. I’m hungry an d will soon be relegated to a cell where I will be wide awake while I have to sit in the dark because my cell mate is sleeping AND she tells me it’s not a hotel. HOW DARE SHE!
Okay, lockdown. I’m glad I got to talk to Beau. He helps me feel better because he knows where I’m coming from. I’m in the dark cell trying to write by the window because Joe has bee sleeping for hours. It’s so annoying to have to sit in the dark for hours when I want to be productive. I’ll have to finish the letter to Michele, tomorrow. Now I will toss and turn for about 2 hours until I can sleep. Ugh! =l
I think what frustrated me most was my mothers lack of empathy for my suffering – she honestly seemed to enjoy it and revel in my punishments because she disapproves of my actions and beliefs. FUCK HER if that’s how she reacts to her songs suffering. I actually pity her if she cant see how shes been conditioned to support the empire to such a degree. How tragice her ignorance is, and how painful for me.
