My new year feels just that- new. I haven't felt so... solid? I may not have great life plans mapped out but I've decided to pursue veterinary school after all. And I'd like to do this in Rhode Island. I want out of Ohio. My lack of income tells me it is not too wise to hop in the station wagon and go east but, damnit, there are magnets pulling me. Those close to me will attest to the fact that I'm a runaway. I never stay anywhere long. I even switch sides of the couch when I need a change of scenery during a movie. But these past 3 days have been a recoup from the fantastical journey I took from 11pm New Year's Eve to 6am Jan. 1, 2011. I don't think I've ever broken through like that and I've done my fair share of tripping. There was a moment on the yoga mat where my body adjusted itself with vibrations from all of you out there. Your energy was strong that night. Thank you. I don't call it enlightenment. I won't call it zen. I'll call it what it was- a trip. And that experience was exuberant.
Oh, and getting busted? I got off with a $100 fine plus court costs. Nice. The 3 counts were dwindled into one "attempt to possess marijuana" minor misdemeanor. Thank you Mr. Public Defender with way too many gold rings. If I'm caught again I'll be looking at jail time. Words from the defender himself "Just don't have that shit on you".
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Monday, January 3, 2011
Thursday, December 9, 2010
A Big Bust
Beau was driving because I was too tired from watching the guys play "Risk" all night. It was about 2:30 in the morning on Thanksgiving day. Sitting a vigilant passenger, I see a cop car and ask if we're going the speed limit. "Yeah. We're fine." he tells me.
Sirens.
"Are you aware your license plate light is out?", the cop asks me. I tell her no and apologize. She says she's writing us a warning and will be right back with it.
But it seems to be taking awhile. I assume it must be some sobriety checkpoint which is no problem since neither of us drinks. She comes back to the car and looks us both up and down.
"Could you step out of the car please?"
"What's going on?" Beau asks.
"I'll explain over here" and she walks away.
I step out and see:
Two more cop cars had pulled up behind her car
A k9 unit being walked to my car
Beau being pat down and questioned
They don't pay any attention to the small, white girl but they sure give the man with dread locks a hard time. He has nothing on him. They pry but I can't make out what they're saying to him.
Finally, "Ma'am is this purse yours?", one of the cops asks me. He then asks if I know what would've alerted the dog. I tell him a minute amount of marijuana.
The cops finally let Beau go and put me in the back of the cop car. They come back with 2 pipes, a gram of shwag, and my pill case. "That looks like Hydrocodone" one cop says to the other, pointing to my multi-vitamin. They decide to take it "to the lab to be tested".
Seriously?!
I got a summons for possession and paraphernalia. My court date is the Dec.20th. I want to plead illegal search and seizure, profiling, and unnecessary force. Fuck Ohio.
Sirens.
"Are you aware your license plate light is out?", the cop asks me. I tell her no and apologize. She says she's writing us a warning and will be right back with it.
But it seems to be taking awhile. I assume it must be some sobriety checkpoint which is no problem since neither of us drinks. She comes back to the car and looks us both up and down.
"Could you step out of the car please?"
"What's going on?" Beau asks.
"I'll explain over here" and she walks away.
I step out and see:
Two more cop cars had pulled up behind her car
A k9 unit being walked to my car
Beau being pat down and questioned
They don't pay any attention to the small, white girl but they sure give the man with dread locks a hard time. He has nothing on him. They pry but I can't make out what they're saying to him.
Finally, "Ma'am is this purse yours?", one of the cops asks me. He then asks if I know what would've alerted the dog. I tell him a minute amount of marijuana.
The cops finally let Beau go and put me in the back of the cop car. They come back with 2 pipes, a gram of shwag, and my pill case. "That looks like Hydrocodone" one cop says to the other, pointing to my multi-vitamin. They decide to take it "to the lab to be tested".
Seriously?!
I got a summons for possession and paraphernalia. My court date is the Dec.20th. I want to plead illegal search and seizure, profiling, and unnecessary force. Fuck Ohio.
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