Miscellany

while I can't sleep... a few turns inside my head.

Our system sucks (lock em up, keep em locked, rawhide)
Courtesy of a bitchy ex-wife, child support and getting laid off, AGAIN, a friend had a failure to appear for a double docketed court date. (DD=two offenses to appear for on the same day). One half of the docketed paperwork was lost NOT BY MY FRIEND. He went to the court date he knew about. He Didn't go to the court date he didn't know about. Two days later the cops took him in on Pretexted warrants.

Pretexting means arresting someone for a minor offense because you want to investigate that person for a more serious offense, but you lack the legally required grounds to make that arrest.

People, pretexting is evil. You pay a lotta money in tax dollars, you deserve value for your dollar. You specifically do not deserve shoddy, lazy police work for your tax dollars. Yeah, maybe some state Senator might receive a few less kickbacks for the infrastructure project he sponsored in your area, but I have to point out: LOCAL PORK IS MEANINGLESS IN THE FACE OF THE LOSS OF INDIVIDUAL FREEDOMS. Oh but wait, you say! Rational basis makes pretexting ok! Well alrighty then. [Grr. An essentially innocent person gave up personal freedom to assuage the militancy of a system enforced by morally corrupt individuals (see warrant signing Magistrate subject to ankle cuff for MULTIPLE DUIs). Sigh. Yeah, I'm gonna be able to change this system.]

In other news... My newish diet is fucking me 9 ways to Sunday. The bad blood sugar day I had on Monday sent me straight back to old sugar laden habits. Bleah. It's hard to start again. Monday was so bad, that giving another honest go is scary as fuck. Nevermind that I've backslid 3-4 pounds. On one hand I don't wanna be as fat as I am. In our culture fat = ugly. I don't want to be ugly, a woman's currency is her attractiveness. That said, low blood sugar makes me want to take a .22 to the general populace. I'll steer clear of rifle ownership just yet, blowing away citizens only in my starving moments of panicked delusion. Please insulin, just behave.

In other, other news,
I caught exactly 2 breaks today. I slept right through the alarm that should have woken me in time for my first class. Nope, I woke just in time to realize that getting up would get me to school just as class was ending. Le sigh.

In other, other, other news I'm in a debate with breeders vs. non-breeders on a local listserv I'm on. It's not that the breeders are bad people but that they are insecure folk to begin with and parenting has made that insecurity worse. Every email I sent today has had the brown touch, pissing people off and instigating smack downs in my direction. Elsewhere, I missed a school meeting because of fucked up traffic on the bridge. The first break of the day was at 6:17PM when the completely fucked parking situation yielded a parking spot directly in front of the school, just across the street. That's okay by me. The second break of the day occurred on the way home when one of the other parents on the aforementioned listserv called to let me know that my perceptions weren't coming out of left field and that on that one specific account I wasn't generally being a big ole hozebeast. Yeah, that were my two breaks for the day. Parking and validation.

In other, other news Moose bites can be nasti... but Red wine is my friend. 2004 Barbera D'Alba and 2003 Camelot Zinfandel. Not as geeky as StarTrekkers doing Camelot! but palatable all the same. Sadly, I should have taken the wine to class. I might have been relaxed. I couldn't concentrate in this, my Toughest Class of the Semester (Admin Law).