"...and then I decided I was a lemon..."
Man. It's been a while since I updated. A lot of shit's happened since then. I finally got my new truck, about halfway through May, after waiting for three months and getting multiple calls from the dealership saying they would have it on such and such date, then not having it when I call them to find out when I can pick it up. It's an '05 Ford Ranger FX4 Level 2 (heres a link to the specs. Just click Models, then FX4 Level 2.Click Here). I've gotta say it was worth the wait though. I'd post some pics, but I don't feel like going to the trouble of finding somewhere that will host them for free and uploading them. I just need to get a lift kit on it now and it'll be good to go.
I got arrested about 3 and a half weeks ago. The cops pulled me over for failure to use a turn signal and smelled alcohol on my breath. I agreed to a Breathalyzer and they wouldn't show me the results. I passed all the field sobriety tests they gave me, but they weren't happy with that and decided to force me to take a blood test. While I was at the hospital waiting for the blood test, they searched my car without my consent and found my empty bowl. That was when they decided to arrest me and take me to jail. The Breathalyzer at the jail read .10. The legal limit is .08 here in town (was .10 about 5 years ago). Surprisingly enough they only held me for four hours then let me go without having to post bail. Shitty thing about it was that it was three weeks before my 21st birthday. So they're gonna charge me with OWI, Minor Consumption, Possession of paraphernalia, and Possession of Marijuana (apparently resin counts as marijuana too). My lawyer said he can get the possession charges dropped, but I'm probably stuck with the other two since I was underage. He also informed me that they've built enough loopholes into the laws in this town that they don't even have to have probable cause to search your vehicle; they can just do it whenever they want no matter what. He said I'll probably get my license suspended for 30 days (the standard is 180 days), but I'll be able to get a hardship license so that I can drive to work and the grocery store. He said I'd also probably get some community service and have to go to AA meetings for a while. If I'm lucky I won't get any probation, but I might wind up with some unsupervised probation. All I know is that they're getting really harsh over stupid things. Especially considering this is a first offense and I have never been in any legal trouble before this.
My family has now decided to make me the black sheep of my generation (despite the fact that my cousin has had one child at the age of 18, is pregnant with another one not more than 6 months later and contracted a case of chlamydia from the guy who got her pregnant the first time) because of my arrest and various other things which I can't get them to explain to me. Fine by me. I don't need them anyways.
I've decided that I just don't get along with people in general. I almost got into a fistfight at work today. This guy in my department has been giving me shit for the past couple of days for some unknown reason (I suspect problems at home). This guy is 37 and has three kids; he is the last person I would expect to pick a fight with me, considering I rarely ever talk to him. He came in today at the beginning of the shift and started talking shit about some mess he left for me to clean up that I wouldn't clean up for him. I told him I wasn't his maid and that pissed him off even more. He proceeded to tell me that he would "kick your little bitch ass". I told him he could either follow me out to the parking lot or grab a tampon and shut the fuck up. I went out to the parking lot and waited, but he never came out. I went back in and went about doing my job and at the end of the shift he came up and apologized about the "misunderstanding" and that was that. Seems like everywhere I go I get into arguments and fights with people anymore. I can't figure it out. I don't start shit, I just don't let people walk all over me anymore like I used to and they don't seem to like that. *shrugs* Maybe I should just go back to a shrink and let them drug me up again so I'm nice and docile. I don't know.
I've decided that I want to get a dirt bike after getting to ride one about a week or so ago. The problem is just figuring out how to come up with a couple thousand bucks so that I can afford a used one that's in decent shape. Knowing my luck though, I'll take it out to The Badlands up in Attica and get myself hurt, i.e. broken bones, the first time I go there. We'll see what happens with that.
I got arrested about 3 and a half weeks ago. The cops pulled me over for failure to use a turn signal and smelled alcohol on my breath. I agreed to a Breathalyzer and they wouldn't show me the results. I passed all the field sobriety tests they gave me, but they weren't happy with that and decided to force me to take a blood test. While I was at the hospital waiting for the blood test, they searched my car without my consent and found my empty bowl. That was when they decided to arrest me and take me to jail. The Breathalyzer at the jail read .10. The legal limit is .08 here in town (was .10 about 5 years ago). Surprisingly enough they only held me for four hours then let me go without having to post bail. Shitty thing about it was that it was three weeks before my 21st birthday. So they're gonna charge me with OWI, Minor Consumption, Possession of paraphernalia, and Possession of Marijuana (apparently resin counts as marijuana too). My lawyer said he can get the possession charges dropped, but I'm probably stuck with the other two since I was underage. He also informed me that they've built enough loopholes into the laws in this town that they don't even have to have probable cause to search your vehicle; they can just do it whenever they want no matter what. He said I'll probably get my license suspended for 30 days (the standard is 180 days), but I'll be able to get a hardship license so that I can drive to work and the grocery store. He said I'd also probably get some community service and have to go to AA meetings for a while. If I'm lucky I won't get any probation, but I might wind up with some unsupervised probation. All I know is that they're getting really harsh over stupid things. Especially considering this is a first offense and I have never been in any legal trouble before this.
My family has now decided to make me the black sheep of my generation (despite the fact that my cousin has had one child at the age of 18, is pregnant with another one not more than 6 months later and contracted a case of chlamydia from the guy who got her pregnant the first time) because of my arrest and various other things which I can't get them to explain to me. Fine by me. I don't need them anyways.
I've decided that I just don't get along with people in general. I almost got into a fistfight at work today. This guy in my department has been giving me shit for the past couple of days for some unknown reason (I suspect problems at home). This guy is 37 and has three kids; he is the last person I would expect to pick a fight with me, considering I rarely ever talk to him. He came in today at the beginning of the shift and started talking shit about some mess he left for me to clean up that I wouldn't clean up for him. I told him I wasn't his maid and that pissed him off even more. He proceeded to tell me that he would "kick your little bitch ass". I told him he could either follow me out to the parking lot or grab a tampon and shut the fuck up. I went out to the parking lot and waited, but he never came out. I went back in and went about doing my job and at the end of the shift he came up and apologized about the "misunderstanding" and that was that. Seems like everywhere I go I get into arguments and fights with people anymore. I can't figure it out. I don't start shit, I just don't let people walk all over me anymore like I used to and they don't seem to like that. *shrugs* Maybe I should just go back to a shrink and let them drug me up again so I'm nice and docile. I don't know.
I've decided that I want to get a dirt bike after getting to ride one about a week or so ago. The problem is just figuring out how to come up with a couple thousand bucks so that I can afford a used one that's in decent shape. Knowing my luck though, I'll take it out to The Badlands up in Attica and get myself hurt, i.e. broken bones, the first time I go there. We'll see what happens with that.