Jailbirds...
Here's something you all might find exciting: Viki got hauled off to jail this past Thursday for an increase in her drug counts on her last piss test. Funny thing is, she took some niacin pills we found at Wal*Mart that were clearly different than the ones Andre had supplied us with in the past. We figured niacin was niacin and she would have a clean reading the first time, but all they said was her test came back negative. What they didn't tell her was that her count was 17. The second time she took her test (this was while she was almost halfway into her house arrest time) she didn't bother taking the niacin because we figured the stuff didn't work. Wrong. Her count came back at 73. Plus her breathalizer went off 4 times in 10 minutes. Then she failed her own voice-recognition test on the breathalizer, and then one day when she was depilitating her upper lip her breathalizer went off and it read that she had alcohol on her because of the steryl alcohol that's found in hair remover. Talk about bad luck. As if that weren't bad enough, I talked to my lawyer today about my petty larceny charge and he said I was almost guaranteed a weekend sentence. My dad and I are meeting with him this Wednesday at 5 to talk things over since my dad is coming up for Thursday anyway. I'm really nervous but trying not to think about it. Maybe that's why I impulsively applied for an Abercrombie & Fitch credit card online just now. I'm so stupid though, probably due to a lack of sleep, that I didn't supply my e-mail address because the option next to it basically admitted they'd sell it to other people, but now I have to wait for a written approval in the mail. *ugh.* And I had all these cute things picked out, too! I think I'm actually updating my wardrobe on time like I've never managed to do before. Be happy for moi.
*And I'm nobody's bitch!*
*And I'm nobody's bitch!*