Monday, November 10, 2003
Well, here is another entry into this online journal.
It has been a while sense I last made an entry, and so much has happened sense then.
I spent a little time in County over the issue with "Big D".
Things started to look somewhat back to normal for a while, until "Down Town" Donna Brown came by my work to say Hi, and then tell me that D was planning on taking me out, and was waiting around the area for me that night. I could'nt take any chances so I had my homeboy Austin run to my room and get my Ruger.
Apparantly the Cops were responding to an Alarm at some local buisness around the area, right after the Gun was stashed, and they seen Austin. Austin ended up getting away, but I was arrested when I walked outside the building to go home.
I not only had the Ruger mini-14 with a 30 Round Bannana Clip plus one in the Chamber, but also a Shank made out of a sharpened Bike spoke, and a Chain with duct tape around one end of it that I used as a handle. I was charged with 1 count of Possetion of a Loaded Firearm while under the influence of a controlled substance, 1 count of Possetion of a Deadly weapon, and 1 count of Possetion of a Dangerous weapon. My mom ended up bailing me out and then let me stay at her house rent free, untill I can pay off my bail. The court bullshit ended up being streched out a bit, but finaly it was settled. I got all charged but the firearm dropped, and that reduced to a Misdemenor. Now I got to go in and serve 3 months in County on friday. Sense then, D has been locked up as well. From what I know, he is in for Assault on a Police officer, destruction of City property, and various other violent charges. He's probably going to go to prison over all of this. I'm just trying to get on with my life, but obstacles seem to ALWAYS pop-up, at the most inconveinent of times. All the drama at work does not make it any easier either. From a 40 year old Manager who don't even speak english, trying to "hook up" with me, giving me a diamond ring, and trying to make me feel guilty for wanting to leave home, or looking at another girl, to a fucking faggot looking retard trying to get me in trouble any way possible, it all has taken it's toll.
I still do get high, but not nearly as much as I used to. It is kinda hard at my mom's, because my door has no lock, and it is pretty tweek proof with the energy saver light-bulbs and the non-stick tin foil.
Now I have to blow a pipe when she is not around, or go and use a rig. It is ok though, I will addapt.
Ace Dogg finaly ended up getting on probation, but luckily escaped a 4 year prison term. He as busted for Trafficing because he was selling some dope and got a ride with Little John and got pulled over.
He is on 3 years Felony probation and has to go to NA a few times a week, as well as AODP classes.
He is doing pretty good staying out of trouble also, and has been clean off dope for a while, other then on weekends. He is going to be putting money on my books as soon I go to jail. I am giving him a bunch of weed to sell so he should be able to get money. Speaking of weed, I would have to say this year was a good Harvest. Way more pot then last year, but I still favored my dad's #8 and #1 indica from last year.
It was hectic trying to grow this year though. I had to help keep out the thieves from both the Garden at my Dad's, and the one at my mom's. Somebody already threatened to rob my dad at gun-point, so we went all out on getting a security camera, setting traps, and keeping the guns close by. Not long after the threat was made, and my dad was informed of it, the guy who was supposed to rob my dad "mysteriously" got his ass kicked severly (grin).
I was going to mace him on a dark street, beat the fuck out of him, then break both of his hands, but a few other people got to him first.
I'm going to put this entry on pause briefly, and go hit some of this Bomb ass Crystal.
Well. I'm back, and I am not sure if there is much more to talk about. Allot has went on as always, but I am sure there is lots that I won't remember until I am already finnished with this entry.
Oh, before I forget, Shorty finaly had his kid. It is a boy, and was born 8 pounds 3 ounces.
I can't believe how much he has changed now, he won't even smoke a joint with me much of the time. He has started to gain lots of weight also. I got him a job where I work and I have been training him for the past few days. Rikky also went to jail. Conley, Little John, Little John's dad, and a few other people that I know are going to go there very soon also. Me and Conley talked and were have decided that we would watch each other's back in there. Little John would have my back also, but he is going to probably go to C tank sense he is a Norteno. I despised him for his decision to click up with the Nortenos at first, but I have seen him back up what he represents nomatter what it takes. He was fucked with allot, and people tryed to take him out on several occasions, but he always fought it out and never ran, which earned allot of my respect. Sence he is with ATC, and we are now completly cool with each other, things have been very calm with ATC. No real problems have occoured sense the issue with the pipe bomb, other then Shorty punched by PeeTree (ATC member). Shorty did not fight back though because of his Kid that was about to be born, and the court decision that he had to register his hands as a deadly weapon. Now he has to be very careful what he does, or get lots of prison time. The fighting with the scraps has slowed way down also.
The last incedent was when Austin and Marro where on Sydney, and some of the Myron scraps along with Dopey and a few others (about 10 all together) decided to mob up and attack them with bats and Bottles. It was a retaliation for when Austin busted Dopey's head open with brass knuckles at the Plaza.
The other scraps who lived 2 houses away from mine on Ford st. ended up moving. I have not seen much of the Myron scraps either, other then a while back when 2 of them rode by and started talking shit, and I pulled out of skinner knife and got ready to gut them. Also when they caught Timer on the Corner of Leslie st. and tryed to jump him. That almost broke out to a complete war, but Timer ended up taking a few of them out one by one.
It was a War for a while, but we finaly got rid of them.
The Nortenos and the Scraps still have fights, but the Woods are not involved much any more.
Laws was a hot street for fighting, but now most of the Laws boys are in jail. I am still ready to take care of buisness though, if ever the time comes up. I am sure the time will come again, especialy sense I would'nt put it past a scrap to get froggy and start something up. Not long ago I got into a fight with a scrap on my way home from work, but that was'nt realy shit. What surprised me was that even though there were other scraps around, this one fought me one on one. I got a small black eye, but I am sure he is a little worse.
I have'nt seem him around anymore though.
I still think about Melissa often. I talk shit about her when I am working, but I do still care for her when it comes down to it. I miss her allot. I was so high for so long, that I did not realize how much I missed her, until recently. She is still in my thoughts every day but atleast I can function normaly now.
Maybe I will get to see her again one day, but I am not realy sure if I care or not.
Well, I am going to end this entry for now. Not sure when I will get to write again, but I figure it will be when I get out of jail. Maybe I will get out and have a lot more to write.
Only time will tell.
It has been a while sense I last made an entry, and so much has happened sense then.
I spent a little time in County over the issue with "Big D".
Things started to look somewhat back to normal for a while, until "Down Town" Donna Brown came by my work to say Hi, and then tell me that D was planning on taking me out, and was waiting around the area for me that night. I could'nt take any chances so I had my homeboy Austin run to my room and get my Ruger.
Apparantly the Cops were responding to an Alarm at some local buisness around the area, right after the Gun was stashed, and they seen Austin. Austin ended up getting away, but I was arrested when I walked outside the building to go home.
I not only had the Ruger mini-14 with a 30 Round Bannana Clip plus one in the Chamber, but also a Shank made out of a sharpened Bike spoke, and a Chain with duct tape around one end of it that I used as a handle. I was charged with 1 count of Possetion of a Loaded Firearm while under the influence of a controlled substance, 1 count of Possetion of a Deadly weapon, and 1 count of Possetion of a Dangerous weapon. My mom ended up bailing me out and then let me stay at her house rent free, untill I can pay off my bail. The court bullshit ended up being streched out a bit, but finaly it was settled. I got all charged but the firearm dropped, and that reduced to a Misdemenor. Now I got to go in and serve 3 months in County on friday. Sense then, D has been locked up as well. From what I know, he is in for Assault on a Police officer, destruction of City property, and various other violent charges. He's probably going to go to prison over all of this. I'm just trying to get on with my life, but obstacles seem to ALWAYS pop-up, at the most inconveinent of times. All the drama at work does not make it any easier either. From a 40 year old Manager who don't even speak english, trying to "hook up" with me, giving me a diamond ring, and trying to make me feel guilty for wanting to leave home, or looking at another girl, to a fucking faggot looking retard trying to get me in trouble any way possible, it all has taken it's toll.
I still do get high, but not nearly as much as I used to. It is kinda hard at my mom's, because my door has no lock, and it is pretty tweek proof with the energy saver light-bulbs and the non-stick tin foil.
Now I have to blow a pipe when she is not around, or go and use a rig. It is ok though, I will addapt.
Ace Dogg finaly ended up getting on probation, but luckily escaped a 4 year prison term. He as busted for Trafficing because he was selling some dope and got a ride with Little John and got pulled over.
He is on 3 years Felony probation and has to go to NA a few times a week, as well as AODP classes.
He is doing pretty good staying out of trouble also, and has been clean off dope for a while, other then on weekends. He is going to be putting money on my books as soon I go to jail. I am giving him a bunch of weed to sell so he should be able to get money. Speaking of weed, I would have to say this year was a good Harvest. Way more pot then last year, but I still favored my dad's #8 and #1 indica from last year.
It was hectic trying to grow this year though. I had to help keep out the thieves from both the Garden at my Dad's, and the one at my mom's. Somebody already threatened to rob my dad at gun-point, so we went all out on getting a security camera, setting traps, and keeping the guns close by. Not long after the threat was made, and my dad was informed of it, the guy who was supposed to rob my dad "mysteriously" got his ass kicked severly (grin).
I was going to mace him on a dark street, beat the fuck out of him, then break both of his hands, but a few other people got to him first.
I'm going to put this entry on pause briefly, and go hit some of this Bomb ass Crystal.
Well. I'm back, and I am not sure if there is much more to talk about. Allot has went on as always, but I am sure there is lots that I won't remember until I am already finnished with this entry.
Oh, before I forget, Shorty finaly had his kid. It is a boy, and was born 8 pounds 3 ounces.
I can't believe how much he has changed now, he won't even smoke a joint with me much of the time. He has started to gain lots of weight also. I got him a job where I work and I have been training him for the past few days. Rikky also went to jail. Conley, Little John, Little John's dad, and a few other people that I know are going to go there very soon also. Me and Conley talked and were have decided that we would watch each other's back in there. Little John would have my back also, but he is going to probably go to C tank sense he is a Norteno. I despised him for his decision to click up with the Nortenos at first, but I have seen him back up what he represents nomatter what it takes. He was fucked with allot, and people tryed to take him out on several occasions, but he always fought it out and never ran, which earned allot of my respect. Sence he is with ATC, and we are now completly cool with each other, things have been very calm with ATC. No real problems have occoured sense the issue with the pipe bomb, other then Shorty punched by PeeTree (ATC member). Shorty did not fight back though because of his Kid that was about to be born, and the court decision that he had to register his hands as a deadly weapon. Now he has to be very careful what he does, or get lots of prison time. The fighting with the scraps has slowed way down also.
The last incedent was when Austin and Marro where on Sydney, and some of the Myron scraps along with Dopey and a few others (about 10 all together) decided to mob up and attack them with bats and Bottles. It was a retaliation for when Austin busted Dopey's head open with brass knuckles at the Plaza.
The other scraps who lived 2 houses away from mine on Ford st. ended up moving. I have not seen much of the Myron scraps either, other then a while back when 2 of them rode by and started talking shit, and I pulled out of skinner knife and got ready to gut them. Also when they caught Timer on the Corner of Leslie st. and tryed to jump him. That almost broke out to a complete war, but Timer ended up taking a few of them out one by one.
It was a War for a while, but we finaly got rid of them.
The Nortenos and the Scraps still have fights, but the Woods are not involved much any more.
Laws was a hot street for fighting, but now most of the Laws boys are in jail. I am still ready to take care of buisness though, if ever the time comes up. I am sure the time will come again, especialy sense I would'nt put it past a scrap to get froggy and start something up. Not long ago I got into a fight with a scrap on my way home from work, but that was'nt realy shit. What surprised me was that even though there were other scraps around, this one fought me one on one. I got a small black eye, but I am sure he is a little worse.
I have'nt seem him around anymore though.
I still think about Melissa often. I talk shit about her when I am working, but I do still care for her when it comes down to it. I miss her allot. I was so high for so long, that I did not realize how much I missed her, until recently. She is still in my thoughts every day but atleast I can function normaly now.
Maybe I will get to see her again one day, but I am not realy sure if I care or not.
Well, I am going to end this entry for now. Not sure when I will get to write again, but I figure it will be when I get out of jail. Maybe I will get out and have a lot more to write.
Only time will tell.
