CandiCame
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So- I got ARRESTED last night.
I was driving back from my man's house-poorly- like I do, so I got pulled over for "almost causing a wreck". Now, because I drive so poorly, I have 6 points on my license, which means that it doesn't work as a license, just an ID. I also can't afford insurance, because it's so high (like $300 a month)- I hit things and I drive a nice car.
So that sucked.
I also have been trying to do this whole 'detox' thing. I've cut every drug out of my system with the exception of weed. I don't even smoke ciggies anymore- I've been really proud of myself. And I don't smoke that much weed- because I lost my job and can't afford to. I'm a druggie not an idiot. I know I have to keep my bills paid and find another job before I can think about buying more drugs. So I had no idea that there would be ANYTHING drug related in my car. But the cop found a roach in my ash tray.
That's a DUI.
I didn't know it was there. If I did, I would have smoked it. I should've checked better. 20 years of criminal activity and I get arrested for DUI when I'm NOT EVEN HIGH. I fucked that shit up. I got to go sit in a cell; had to call my boyfriend from a phone there (my cell had no reception, they apparently had it blocked) who was pissed-really, really pissed- madder then I've ever seen him- because the phone apparently tells that you're calling from the jail. So he answers, already pissed.
"Why are you calling from jail?"
"So... feel honored, you're my one phone call."
"What the FUCK did you do?"
So he had to pay my bail, because I have no money- and I have no idea how much it was. I have to be in court at 1:00 today- so he's lending me a suit to wear to look less like a druggie and more like a respectable member of society. I'm fucking scared. I know that my record's completely clean (I don't get caught, ever- I'm really dissapointed in myself) and first offenses for possession don't usually mean much- but I've never been arrested before. I totally can't go to jail. I've read way to many stories of what happens to little guys like me in there...
OMG, there was this guy in the holding place last night who was also in there for possession, but he was fucking wired- coke or something, and would not leave me alone. It was weird. He kept talking about the government keeping him down and all this crazy shit, about how the drug war was some kind of conspiracy or something, getting in my face, taking up my comfort zone- and there was nothing I could do about it. I was pretty sure that he was going to pull something- but I got out before he did.
Thought that maybe I could brighten someone else's day with this shaudenfreudan bullshit. Even if you had a bad night, at least you weren't me.
My boyfriend (who is strait edge and kept telling me this was going to happen) is so pissed that he can't look me in the eye. I've seriously never seen him this mad before. And the weird thing is, I don't think it's all at me. He went through my paperwork last night and got all pissed because it doesn't say anywhere exactly what I've been charged with. He got pissed because they didn't give me my Miranda rights. He got pissed because I'm an idiot, and I think that the upkeep on dating an idiot it beginning to wear him down.
I can't keep fucking up like this... I've got to do something...
I was driving back from my man's house-poorly- like I do, so I got pulled over for "almost causing a wreck". Now, because I drive so poorly, I have 6 points on my license, which means that it doesn't work as a license, just an ID. I also can't afford insurance, because it's so high (like $300 a month)- I hit things and I drive a nice car.
So that sucked.
I also have been trying to do this whole 'detox' thing. I've cut every drug out of my system with the exception of weed. I don't even smoke ciggies anymore- I've been really proud of myself. And I don't smoke that much weed- because I lost my job and can't afford to. I'm a druggie not an idiot. I know I have to keep my bills paid and find another job before I can think about buying more drugs. So I had no idea that there would be ANYTHING drug related in my car. But the cop found a roach in my ash tray.
That's a DUI.
I didn't know it was there. If I did, I would have smoked it. I should've checked better. 20 years of criminal activity and I get arrested for DUI when I'm NOT EVEN HIGH. I fucked that shit up. I got to go sit in a cell; had to call my boyfriend from a phone there (my cell had no reception, they apparently had it blocked) who was pissed-really, really pissed- madder then I've ever seen him- because the phone apparently tells that you're calling from the jail. So he answers, already pissed.
"Why are you calling from jail?"
"So... feel honored, you're my one phone call."
"What the FUCK did you do?"
So he had to pay my bail, because I have no money- and I have no idea how much it was. I have to be in court at 1:00 today- so he's lending me a suit to wear to look less like a druggie and more like a respectable member of society. I'm fucking scared. I know that my record's completely clean (I don't get caught, ever- I'm really dissapointed in myself) and first offenses for possession don't usually mean much- but I've never been arrested before. I totally can't go to jail. I've read way to many stories of what happens to little guys like me in there...
OMG, there was this guy in the holding place last night who was also in there for possession, but he was fucking wired- coke or something, and would not leave me alone. It was weird. He kept talking about the government keeping him down and all this crazy shit, about how the drug war was some kind of conspiracy or something, getting in my face, taking up my comfort zone- and there was nothing I could do about it. I was pretty sure that he was going to pull something- but I got out before he did.
Thought that maybe I could brighten someone else's day with this shaudenfreudan bullshit. Even if you had a bad night, at least you weren't me.
My boyfriend (who is strait edge and kept telling me this was going to happen) is so pissed that he can't look me in the eye. I've seriously never seen him this mad before. And the weird thing is, I don't think it's all at me. He went through my paperwork last night and got all pissed because it doesn't say anywhere exactly what I've been charged with. He got pissed because they didn't give me my Miranda rights. He got pissed because I'm an idiot, and I think that the upkeep on dating an idiot it beginning to wear him down.
I can't keep fucking up like this... I've got to do something...