Third Times A Charm
by, 06-13-2008 at 02:51 PM (2709 Views)
Wow, its been a while off from the blog. Maybe I should explain where I've been. Let's see... I know I told myself it would never happen again, but it did. I'm Homeless once again, for the third time in my life I have nowhere to live. Here is a link to a song to listen to while you read about my miseries... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vEvmD...eature=related
My neighbor complained about me having too many people over at the apartment. Suzie cannot drive, and so her sister would come along. Its fine if its just Lena, the wicked sister, but she usually brings a guy friend of ill repute (name not to be mentioned).
Anyways, I was evicted, and moving my stuff into storage, as I couldn't find an apartment with availability. I ended up wasting my week off, which I had promised to spend with Suzie, moving all of my stuff out of the apartment. I was very stressed out. When I did manage to find some time to do something with Suzie, we had a major blow out. We broke up, but are still trying to be friends.
The next day, I became overheated from moving. I was going into heatstroke. The police took me into custody, and then placed me in a holding tank. I was dehydrated, but they ignored the obvious. They are sub-human in their complete ineptness.
While in the holding tank, an man punched me in the face. I began to hallucinate from the dehydration. It was very scary, I cannot tell you how bad it was.
Well the kind policemen then placed me in a separate room, after saying that I was going to try to kill myself. I was still so hot, that I stripped down to my birthday suit to lay on the cool tile floor.
The police then marched several female inmates past me. To further humiliate me. I thought their code was to protect and serve, not torture and embarass.
I was sent to the hospital, and eventually taken to the psychward I had previously escaped from. While I was in there, I was able to destress. I found solace in a poem by Langston Hughes called "STILL HERE"
I've been scarred and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
Snow has friz me, sun has baked me.
Looks like between 'em
Then done tried to make me stop laughin', stop lovin', stop livin'
But I don't care!
Anyways, I don't want anyone to worry, its just another adventure, and Suzie and I are still trying to figure out what we are going to do. I may be moving away, but in the meantime, I smell a lawsuit of enormous proportions....uh oh, better call the FEDS in on this group of corrupt officers. I'm sure I'll laugh last, and here is a cute pic of Suzie, her neice, and yours truly...Tah Dah! B!
I'm still here!