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Well, I saw another car with fading paint pulled over. Still haven't seen any Jaguars or BMWs in front of those lights. I saw a white car with faded paint yesterday and then last night on the way to work I saw another one pulled over - what I call a "black guy car." It sounds racist but there really was a black guy in it; for some reason, young black dudes like buicks and stuff like that around here.
I waited another half hour in the line at court yesterday only to find out that I am past due on the ticket, which means I need to see the magistrate judge. But the magistrate only sees 40 people per day, apparently, so I have to come back in the morning at 7am. Well, that's when I get off work, so I'm screwed until probably Tuesday morning when I can go up there way earlier and be almost first in line. I just hope I don't get arrested for this stupid shit. The FUCKING cop who gave me the damn ticket had told me I had 30 days, but apparently it is only 21 days. So now I have yet another thing to hate that particular police officer for. Karma be damned, I hope she gets blisters on her feet every time she screws another person with a stupid ticket. Not when she finds a drunk driver or something, but honest, hard-working citizens like me.
Anyways, back to something that doesn't make me want to shit a brick...
Been missing Frosti all week, but she called me tonight while I was at work! What a bright star in my dark day. I feel much better now ^_^ My internet connection has been down for 2 days, and I have no idea when it will be back. I have to go pay my last month's rent tomorrow; it's late, but at least it's my last month.
Also, copied from Frosti:
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
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I waited another half hour in the line at court yesterday only to find out that I am past due on the ticket, which means I need to see the magistrate judge. But the magistrate only sees 40 people per day, apparently, so I have to come back in the morning at 7am. Well, that's when I get off work, so I'm screwed until probably Tuesday morning when I can go up there way earlier and be almost first in line. I just hope I don't get arrested for this stupid shit. The FUCKING cop who gave me the damn ticket had told me I had 30 days, but apparently it is only 21 days. So now I have yet another thing to hate that particular police officer for. Karma be damned, I hope she gets blisters on her feet every time she screws another person with a stupid ticket. Not when she finds a drunk driver or something, but honest, hard-working citizens like me.
Anyways, back to something that doesn't make me want to shit a brick...
Been missing Frosti all week, but she called me tonight while I was at work! What a bright star in my dark day. I feel much better now ^_^ My internet connection has been down for 2 days, and I have no idea when it will be back. I have to go pay my last month's rent tomorrow; it's late, but at least it's my last month.
Also, copied from Frosti:
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong