Saturday, January 31, 2004
Well here I go with another entry.
I just got back a bit ago from Ace Dogg's pad, and cruising around with Little Rikki and some annoying hoe. She was spun as fuck and drunk and could not even hit the glass right. She matched me a bowl of dope while we were chillin at some dude's house near Talmage. The dude was cool but she was starting to piss me the fuck. Today was payday today, so it went by ok, but I always seem to expect better. I got some shit though, so everything is cool.
I woke up this morning sometime after noon, and sat around the house smoking herb for a while before I had to go pick up my check.
I cruised over with my pops to get the check and cash it, then payed off some ppl.
About a half hour after I got home, Ace Dogg called me up and said he could hook up some shit. I got on the phone and found a Ride to Laws Ave. and met up with Ace. We sat and smoked some dank for a while before we went to go hook up the shit. About 30 minnutes later the shit was delivered so I kicked a few nice sized shards of chrystal to the chick that delivered. I went and rolled a few bowls up in Ace's Pad and kicked it for a while. As always, a few dope fiends came up to me all on my nuts to get a fix.
I kicked one down a little bit because it was my Homeboy's Aunt. I got a ride to work after that, went home and got ready for work.
After I got off work I walked back here to Waugh Ln., rolled a couple bowls to where I was tweeked, then called up Ace Dogg to see if I could re-up and if they wanted to kick it. He called up Rikky who had an ok connection then called me back saying they were on their way to pick me up. They swooped by and picked me up and we went over to a shop on Clara. We hooked up some ok shit from some mexicans and headed out.
We decided to go over to Pratt's house sense we were near there, and roll some bowls. We chilled for a while in Pratt's room and rolled a few bowls but he stayed out in the other room because he could'nt ditch a couple hoes!.. HAHAHA
I ended up leaving him some and we took off back over to Laws. Me and Ace chilled at his pad for a while. LJ came by and smoked some herbs with us, and we rolled a bowl of dope every now and then until I decided to head out. We called Rikky, I smoked a joint with Ace, kicked back a bit, then he came by to get me. That's when I met up with that annoying hoe. She was in the car with him and had him pick up some other guy who just got out of jail and was too paranoid to do anything. I had to hear that bitch's annoying ass mouth plus all the little bickering that was going on between her and Rikky, who was obviously spun out of his fuckin Gord. We went to that dude's house, then dropped off the first guy we picked up, then Rikky took me back home.
Now here I am, at home sitting in front of this computer screen. I probably won't be sleeping tonight (or this morning HAHA), I have to admit I am pretty tweeked and I still have a couple nice bags. One bag of Dope and one bag of Crystal. I am planning on just sitting here and getting spun out, and kill all the bullshit in my head. I have been thinking allot lately about everything in general, and YES, my Ex.
Not sure why I can't forget about her yet. Maybe I still care about her, that's what this chick at work said anyway. I guess she did break up with that stupid fuck Donald. That is good because he treated her like shit. But anyway, shit happens. I am about to end this and get high and tweek out.
Until next time...
I just got back a bit ago from Ace Dogg's pad, and cruising around with Little Rikki and some annoying hoe. She was spun as fuck and drunk and could not even hit the glass right. She matched me a bowl of dope while we were chillin at some dude's house near Talmage. The dude was cool but she was starting to piss me the fuck. Today was payday today, so it went by ok, but I always seem to expect better. I got some shit though, so everything is cool.
I woke up this morning sometime after noon, and sat around the house smoking herb for a while before I had to go pick up my check.
I cruised over with my pops to get the check and cash it, then payed off some ppl.
About a half hour after I got home, Ace Dogg called me up and said he could hook up some shit. I got on the phone and found a Ride to Laws Ave. and met up with Ace. We sat and smoked some dank for a while before we went to go hook up the shit. About 30 minnutes later the shit was delivered so I kicked a few nice sized shards of chrystal to the chick that delivered. I went and rolled a few bowls up in Ace's Pad and kicked it for a while. As always, a few dope fiends came up to me all on my nuts to get a fix.
I kicked one down a little bit because it was my Homeboy's Aunt. I got a ride to work after that, went home and got ready for work.
After I got off work I walked back here to Waugh Ln., rolled a couple bowls to where I was tweeked, then called up Ace Dogg to see if I could re-up and if they wanted to kick it. He called up Rikky who had an ok connection then called me back saying they were on their way to pick me up. They swooped by and picked me up and we went over to a shop on Clara. We hooked up some ok shit from some mexicans and headed out.
We decided to go over to Pratt's house sense we were near there, and roll some bowls. We chilled for a while in Pratt's room and rolled a few bowls but he stayed out in the other room because he could'nt ditch a couple hoes!.. HAHAHA
I ended up leaving him some and we took off back over to Laws. Me and Ace chilled at his pad for a while. LJ came by and smoked some herbs with us, and we rolled a bowl of dope every now and then until I decided to head out. We called Rikky, I smoked a joint with Ace, kicked back a bit, then he came by to get me. That's when I met up with that annoying hoe. She was in the car with him and had him pick up some other guy who just got out of jail and was too paranoid to do anything. I had to hear that bitch's annoying ass mouth plus all the little bickering that was going on between her and Rikky, who was obviously spun out of his fuckin Gord. We went to that dude's house, then dropped off the first guy we picked up, then Rikky took me back home.
Now here I am, at home sitting in front of this computer screen. I probably won't be sleeping tonight (or this morning HAHA), I have to admit I am pretty tweeked and I still have a couple nice bags. One bag of Dope and one bag of Crystal. I am planning on just sitting here and getting spun out, and kill all the bullshit in my head. I have been thinking allot lately about everything in general, and YES, my Ex.
Not sure why I can't forget about her yet. Maybe I still care about her, that's what this chick at work said anyway. I guess she did break up with that stupid fuck Donald. That is good because he treated her like shit. But anyway, shit happens. I am about to end this and get high and tweek out.
Until next time...
Monday, January 26, 2004
Here it is, another day, and here I am still recording my life down on a computer screen HAHA. I think it's pretty cool though.
You never know, I could get fucked up on drugs pretty bad someday and loose most of my memory, then I'll probably be glad that I wrote all the shit down that I did (HAHA).
This also will give other people something to look back upon my life through my own words, when I am dead. I am pretty sure that my life is not going to be very long. I feel that death is not far too far away. Maybe this will whole journal thing will help people understand me better when I am gone.
But anyway....
Me and Skot Dogg mobbed up to Ford St. yesterday and drank some brews with my Pops and Jose. He also rolled up a few hooters of some of his good dank, which was nice because it was a change in variety. We got pretty faded :-)
We chilled on Ford st. for a while, which was nice because I got to see the ol'e Hood again, then I called up Ace Dogg about hookin up on some shit.
He said he was still waiting but it would not be long, so me and Skot went and killed some time around the town. We were kickin it on South State St. when Ace Dogg and Rikky came cruisin by and seen us. We hopped in the back, and Ace Dogg handed me a bag of shit. We decided to shoot over to Pratt's house for a while just to see what was going on. When we got there, Pratt was sitting there chillin with Nikki. I had Pratt toss me his Glass pipe, then had Rikky clean it with a Torch. We rolled a few bowls, then rolled a few more out of Pratt's cheap ass Dope bong. I guess it was ok, but I sure do miss the pull-carb dope bongs that me and Shorty used to make all gacked the fuck back in the shed on Ford. I decided to smoke up my bag while I was there, sense I'm realy not too stengy with my shit. We mobbed out a little later, after we got high.
We loaded up in Rikky's Ride, along with Pratt who decided to come along.
We cruised a shot distance, then I had Rikky drop me and Skot off at Wendy's.
Shorty was closing so I wanted to go fuck with him a bit. We chilled there for a while, and I ended up smoking a joint with him, that I had in my pocket most of the day. We kicked it for a bit longer then headed out. We drank a few brews and smoked some more weed on my mom's porch before Skot decided to head out. I thought I felt pretty burnt out sense I've been up for days, so I figured that I would go inside and end up passing out. I went inside but did not sleep worth a shit. I was a bit burnt, but still tweeked out. I tweeked on shit most of the night last-night, then decided to lay down and rest my eyes. I might of gotten a tweeker nap, but still no real sleep. I had a little dope that I stashed aside from a day or so ago, so I hit on the pipe every now and then. I loaded up my last bowl about a half hour ago and smoked half of it, now I am high again. I am about to call up Ace Dogg and see what's goin on with the shit, and I might get some more. I'll probably kick him a little dank too, for his efforts and shit like that.
Well, I'm gonna put this too a close for now. I'll probably check back sometime soon, but who knows.
You never know, I could get fucked up on drugs pretty bad someday and loose most of my memory, then I'll probably be glad that I wrote all the shit down that I did (HAHA).
This also will give other people something to look back upon my life through my own words, when I am dead. I am pretty sure that my life is not going to be very long. I feel that death is not far too far away. Maybe this will whole journal thing will help people understand me better when I am gone.
But anyway....
Me and Skot Dogg mobbed up to Ford St. yesterday and drank some brews with my Pops and Jose. He also rolled up a few hooters of some of his good dank, which was nice because it was a change in variety. We got pretty faded :-)
We chilled on Ford st. for a while, which was nice because I got to see the ol'e Hood again, then I called up Ace Dogg about hookin up on some shit.
He said he was still waiting but it would not be long, so me and Skot went and killed some time around the town. We were kickin it on South State St. when Ace Dogg and Rikky came cruisin by and seen us. We hopped in the back, and Ace Dogg handed me a bag of shit. We decided to shoot over to Pratt's house for a while just to see what was going on. When we got there, Pratt was sitting there chillin with Nikki. I had Pratt toss me his Glass pipe, then had Rikky clean it with a Torch. We rolled a few bowls, then rolled a few more out of Pratt's cheap ass Dope bong. I guess it was ok, but I sure do miss the pull-carb dope bongs that me and Shorty used to make all gacked the fuck back in the shed on Ford. I decided to smoke up my bag while I was there, sense I'm realy not too stengy with my shit. We mobbed out a little later, after we got high.
We loaded up in Rikky's Ride, along with Pratt who decided to come along.
We cruised a shot distance, then I had Rikky drop me and Skot off at Wendy's.
Shorty was closing so I wanted to go fuck with him a bit. We chilled there for a while, and I ended up smoking a joint with him, that I had in my pocket most of the day. We kicked it for a bit longer then headed out. We drank a few brews and smoked some more weed on my mom's porch before Skot decided to head out. I thought I felt pretty burnt out sense I've been up for days, so I figured that I would go inside and end up passing out. I went inside but did not sleep worth a shit. I was a bit burnt, but still tweeked out. I tweeked on shit most of the night last-night, then decided to lay down and rest my eyes. I might of gotten a tweeker nap, but still no real sleep. I had a little dope that I stashed aside from a day or so ago, so I hit on the pipe every now and then. I loaded up my last bowl about a half hour ago and smoked half of it, now I am high again. I am about to call up Ace Dogg and see what's goin on with the shit, and I might get some more. I'll probably kick him a little dank too, for his efforts and shit like that.
Well, I'm gonna put this too a close for now. I'll probably check back sometime soon, but who knows.
Sunday, January 25, 2004
Well, here we go once again with another entry into this online journal thing.
Actualy, I am very surprised that I have kept up with it this long, allot of times I will start something that just seems cool at the time, then never finnish it.
This sure has been a fuckin crazy a$$ couple weeks.
It took me a while to adapt again to not being in jail, let alone being tweeked out of my fuckin gord sence a few hours of getting out.
I got out around 4:30 am, got a ride to my mom's house, then smoked some dank until I met Ace Dogg at about 7:30. Conley met me half way, then we walked back to where Ace Dogg was. As soon as I stepped in the room, I was greeted by Lil' John, Ace Dogg, Kayla, and a couple other people I knew, and with a fully loaded bowl of some Chrystal that Ace loaded. I got spun the fuck back rolling bowls for several hours, before I had to be at work. Before I got off work, Skot and Doty came by the drive-thru window and asked if I wanted to drink some J.D.
We drank a bottle of J.D., had some brews, and smoked a shit load of dank- I got tore the fuck back. Falynn and Eric called while I was at work and said they were getting a motel in U-town that night, and told me that they would call that night.
They called not long after the booze was gone, so I had them swing by and pick me up. We went to the Motel and we matched some bowls of Chrystal. We bullshitted for a while, then they mentionad that we should go to Rose Town and visit some of their friends. I was all tweeked out and did'nt give a fuck, it sounded good to me.
They wanted some time along to fuck first, so Eric gave me a lift home and then we met up a few hours later. After we made a stop, We were bumpin tunes and smoking dank all the way until we got to Rose Town, then arrived at their friend's place. I guess they did not allow smoking dope in their house, only doing lines, so we did lines of Chrystal for a few hours.
I wanted to go get some more shit, so eric took me to a hookup in Rohnert Park. We sat there for a while, and I rolled a few bulbs with these Cityfied Marin tweekers (hehe) who was convinced that you could get a better hit from a lightbulb, then you could a glass pipe. Well, I had them find the glass then I proved otherwise. I blew some dope clouds, passed around the peepa, then headed back for rose town.
We got back, made up some lines, before the lady's boyfriend had to go to work.
After he left, I ended up talking my way into being able to smoke some shit out of the glass the Rohnert Park people gave us. Before that night was over, we ended up smoking a bunch of herbs, going and buying a bottle of Tequella and some beer, and I had everybody eventualy hitting off the glass in the house were it was suposed to be "forbidded" (HAHA) It was great. I ended up passing out on these people's lawn, making my way to the poarch before passing out again, then getting up about an hour later feeling completly fine. I then smoked some more dope and drank another couple beers after that.
I quit drinking finaly, but I was getting tweeked out of my mind. My brain was completly wacked out.
I stayed up tweekin that night also, then part of the next day, before heading back to U-Town.
I was completly fucked up and tore back. I managed to be on a 3 day Chrystal run, drink enough booze to kill an elephant, and smoke herbs till I could'nt smoke any more.
I guess when I passed out in Rose-Town, it was not entirely because I was drunk, but my brain was wacked on some good Chrystal also and I went into kind of a Dope comma type nod-out. Being fresh out of jail did not help it any. I pretty much have stayed high from then till now. Me, Skot, and Densil got a Motel a couple of knights, and me and Skot got tweeked. We tore up a shelf from a dresser in the motel room, flipped it over, and drew some squares on the bottom with a perminant pen for a chess set. We then made our own pieces out of flash-card paper and I had fuck skot up all night at chess.
(I need to make a call to the dope man-- I will return)
Well, I'm back, but I think I am going to keep tryin the dope man for now. If I can find Ace I know he can hook up. I need to be more careful though, people are startin to trip here and it is causing more drama then I realy care to have. People hassle me often about quitting, and nag when I do get high, but I realy don't think I'm ready to stay clean. I'm still not ready to deal with life and it's bullshit. There is still too many painful thoughts flowing through my brain to stop getting high. I get tired of all of it at times, but life and reality seems to linger there with you.
I would like to go clean off of dope someday, but things just are'nt where I need them to be right now.
Melissa even still comes to mind quite often, and I am still trying to deal with it. It might sound stupid to some people, but even after all this time I still miss her, and have strong feelings for her. I have'nt even seen her in almost a year!! Unbelievable. But I guess that's just how shit goes.
This game of life is'nt fun, and sure the fuck aint easy. But, it is either Live or Die
Actualy, I am very surprised that I have kept up with it this long, allot of times I will start something that just seems cool at the time, then never finnish it.
This sure has been a fuckin crazy a$$ couple weeks.
It took me a while to adapt again to not being in jail, let alone being tweeked out of my fuckin gord sence a few hours of getting out.
I got out around 4:30 am, got a ride to my mom's house, then smoked some dank until I met Ace Dogg at about 7:30. Conley met me half way, then we walked back to where Ace Dogg was. As soon as I stepped in the room, I was greeted by Lil' John, Ace Dogg, Kayla, and a couple other people I knew, and with a fully loaded bowl of some Chrystal that Ace loaded. I got spun the fuck back rolling bowls for several hours, before I had to be at work. Before I got off work, Skot and Doty came by the drive-thru window and asked if I wanted to drink some J.D.
We drank a bottle of J.D., had some brews, and smoked a shit load of dank- I got tore the fuck back. Falynn and Eric called while I was at work and said they were getting a motel in U-town that night, and told me that they would call that night.
They called not long after the booze was gone, so I had them swing by and pick me up. We went to the Motel and we matched some bowls of Chrystal. We bullshitted for a while, then they mentionad that we should go to Rose Town and visit some of their friends. I was all tweeked out and did'nt give a fuck, it sounded good to me.
They wanted some time along to fuck first, so Eric gave me a lift home and then we met up a few hours later. After we made a stop, We were bumpin tunes and smoking dank all the way until we got to Rose Town, then arrived at their friend's place. I guess they did not allow smoking dope in their house, only doing lines, so we did lines of Chrystal for a few hours.
I wanted to go get some more shit, so eric took me to a hookup in Rohnert Park. We sat there for a while, and I rolled a few bulbs with these Cityfied Marin tweekers (hehe) who was convinced that you could get a better hit from a lightbulb, then you could a glass pipe. Well, I had them find the glass then I proved otherwise. I blew some dope clouds, passed around the peepa, then headed back for rose town.
We got back, made up some lines, before the lady's boyfriend had to go to work.
After he left, I ended up talking my way into being able to smoke some shit out of the glass the Rohnert Park people gave us. Before that night was over, we ended up smoking a bunch of herbs, going and buying a bottle of Tequella and some beer, and I had everybody eventualy hitting off the glass in the house were it was suposed to be "forbidded" (HAHA) It was great. I ended up passing out on these people's lawn, making my way to the poarch before passing out again, then getting up about an hour later feeling completly fine. I then smoked some more dope and drank another couple beers after that.
I quit drinking finaly, but I was getting tweeked out of my mind. My brain was completly wacked out.
I stayed up tweekin that night also, then part of the next day, before heading back to U-Town.
I was completly fucked up and tore back. I managed to be on a 3 day Chrystal run, drink enough booze to kill an elephant, and smoke herbs till I could'nt smoke any more.
I guess when I passed out in Rose-Town, it was not entirely because I was drunk, but my brain was wacked on some good Chrystal also and I went into kind of a Dope comma type nod-out. Being fresh out of jail did not help it any. I pretty much have stayed high from then till now. Me, Skot, and Densil got a Motel a couple of knights, and me and Skot got tweeked. We tore up a shelf from a dresser in the motel room, flipped it over, and drew some squares on the bottom with a perminant pen for a chess set. We then made our own pieces out of flash-card paper and I had fuck skot up all night at chess.
(I need to make a call to the dope man-- I will return)
Well, I'm back, but I think I am going to keep tryin the dope man for now. If I can find Ace I know he can hook up. I need to be more careful though, people are startin to trip here and it is causing more drama then I realy care to have. People hassle me often about quitting, and nag when I do get high, but I realy don't think I'm ready to stay clean. I'm still not ready to deal with life and it's bullshit. There is still too many painful thoughts flowing through my brain to stop getting high. I get tired of all of it at times, but life and reality seems to linger there with you.
I would like to go clean off of dope someday, but things just are'nt where I need them to be right now.
Melissa even still comes to mind quite often, and I am still trying to deal with it. It might sound stupid to some people, but even after all this time I still miss her, and have strong feelings for her. I have'nt even seen her in almost a year!! Unbelievable. But I guess that's just how shit goes.
This game of life is'nt fun, and sure the fuck aint easy. But, it is either Live or Die
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
Well, here I am again writing to this online journal thing.
I just got out of jail a couple days ago and even though it was not THAT long, things sure are different now. I was "getting used" to how things are in jail so I have been having to adapt back into the outside life.
I was able to see a few friends sense I got out, but it's crazy because it seems like there is more of them in jail then there is on the outside.
When I went in, I did not know what to expect. I had an idea, but it was not at all what I was expecting.
First, I turned myself in at 7.00 pm like I was suposed to. Then I ended up waiting for a few hours outside before they let us come in. Then I sat in the visiting tank (the holding tank was full) for about 6 or 7 hours until they finaly came and got me. I went through the typical booking BS. then they finaly took me to 400 Block.
I made my bed, slept for about an hour or 2, before they call me on the intercom and tell me to stand by the bars. A couple minnutes later, they threw me into an Isolation cell with a red Jump suit (Combative) because they felt I was a threat to security because of my background. I set in Iso for a few days before I was able to talk to a classification officer to get me out. I talked to the Classifications officer for a minnute or so, and ended up being sent back to my original bunk in the Dorm. Then I was asked by a C.O. if I wanted to go to the working side, which I said I did. Later that day, I was told to roll my things up and they took me to 300 block (working side), I was not there more then 5 minnutes before he told me to roll my things back up and go to 400. So I did. Then again, he rolled me up back to 300, a few minnutes later rolled me back to 400, and told me that I had a no-mix with a Sureno in 300. So I had to wait until they could talk to me and him, before they finaly rolled me back to 300. It was definatly crazy being bounced around back and forth.
The Working side was cool because I could get a job there at the jail which would help my time pass by.
Plus, 300 block seemed to have been more calm then 400. I got into a few fights during my stay at jail, mainly against punks who think they are bad asses and can do as they wish.
My first issue was with this tall, bald guy, who got mouthy so I confronted him.
The next day he decided to tell me that he was going to take my coffee so I called his bluff.
I ended up putting him in his place. We did not end up fighting because I think he got scared. We had a face to face confrontation in the Kitchen, and he ended rolling himself up out of jail and to a rehab.
He is lucky though, because he had more then one enemy and I had it all set up for him to be dealt with.
It was not going to be too pretty. Hehe.
Another incidend happened when some dude was trying to put up a front, and called me on. I had to take him to the corner and drop him. A week or so later, another guy decided to talk some shit about me not knowing that my road dogg was listening to him. My Road Dogg came and told me, then I went and confronted the shit talker. He ended up trying to play it off as if he was talking about something else, so I let it slide. Later that day my Road Dogg comes back to me and tells me of some more shit he said when I was away, and which was a little more personaly directed toward me.
So I walked back over to my dorm where this guy was laying in his bunk and called him out. No matter what I said, he kept saying "what?" "what?", so again I let it slide and walked out of the dorm. A moment later, the door clicked and as soon as the guard came into the day room, the shit talking bitch got some balls and hopped off his bunk to come talk shit. (in front of the guard)
We both got taken out by the guard and were questioned. As soon as we got back, I noticed that everybody now thought of him as a straight bitch for pulling that dry snitch move.
Another one, which I am so fuckin lucky that I did not get allot of time added on for, was when one guy who I recently had a verbal dispute with, charged me when I was sitting in a chair watching T.V. in my dorm. I seen him rush me, so I hopped up and charged him with a football style shoulder block.
The charge knocked him back where he hit his head on the steel stair railing going up to the Dorm above, the fell forward from the impact, landing on his stomach. Then I kicked him square in the face. He was not moving after then, besides a couple twitched. Come to find out, I fractured his face from the kick, but he did not snitch. I had a few more small fights here and there, for various reasons, but usualy having something to do with commisary.
I went to 400 again before I got out, and that was a little crazy also.
The Surenos, Nortenos, and Peckerwoods all ended up on the yard one day.
The Surenos outnumbered everybody else so the Nortenos and Woods stayed kindof close.
Besides, I knew a few of the main nortenos there in 400 from way back in middle school.
A fight ended up breaking out, and I swear that the fucking guards were watching for a few minnutes before they came out and stopped us. To my surprise, the guards ended up making every sureno go back inside to the day room, and left the Woods and the Nortenos to the yard.
No lockdown or anything, that was definatly a trip.
While locked up, I was able to talk to Big D a little bit, and we worked some things out.
He was appologetic about all that has happened, and addmitted he was wrong. We talked about all that BS that had happened between us, from the Motel, to the Guns, etc.. and found out that most of that was caused by his ex Girlfriend (Down town Donna Brown hehe). He ended up being sent over to where I was in 400 during my last couple weeks, but he got into a fight around his 3rd day there, so they rolled him back out to C Tank.
Before I got out, he left a message with somebody from C tank who was being transfered over to 400 block, saying that he is getting out 18 days after me.
He is lucky, because if the C.O's decided to press charges for fighting, he would of gone to the Pen. due to his 2 year 8 month suspended prison sentence.
I hope he can do ok when he gets out, so he don't end up in the pen.
It's crazy how life is. Before I went in, I was getting higher then a motherfuckin kite, as was all my other Road Doggs and aquantences. Then I go to jail, and BAM, there is a whole shit-load of people who I know on the outs, also in jail. It was like life, and everything in general, just did a complete flip.
I can't realy explain it in words, but it sure is nuts.
Well, I'm going to end this now. I may write again later on. I missed a whole lot of what there is to say, so maybe I will be back soon.
I just got out of jail a couple days ago and even though it was not THAT long, things sure are different now. I was "getting used" to how things are in jail so I have been having to adapt back into the outside life.
I was able to see a few friends sense I got out, but it's crazy because it seems like there is more of them in jail then there is on the outside.
When I went in, I did not know what to expect. I had an idea, but it was not at all what I was expecting.
First, I turned myself in at 7.00 pm like I was suposed to. Then I ended up waiting for a few hours outside before they let us come in. Then I sat in the visiting tank (the holding tank was full) for about 6 or 7 hours until they finaly came and got me. I went through the typical booking BS. then they finaly took me to 400 Block.
I made my bed, slept for about an hour or 2, before they call me on the intercom and tell me to stand by the bars. A couple minnutes later, they threw me into an Isolation cell with a red Jump suit (Combative) because they felt I was a threat to security because of my background. I set in Iso for a few days before I was able to talk to a classification officer to get me out. I talked to the Classifications officer for a minnute or so, and ended up being sent back to my original bunk in the Dorm. Then I was asked by a C.O. if I wanted to go to the working side, which I said I did. Later that day, I was told to roll my things up and they took me to 300 block (working side), I was not there more then 5 minnutes before he told me to roll my things back up and go to 400. So I did. Then again, he rolled me up back to 300, a few minnutes later rolled me back to 400, and told me that I had a no-mix with a Sureno in 300. So I had to wait until they could talk to me and him, before they finaly rolled me back to 300. It was definatly crazy being bounced around back and forth.
The Working side was cool because I could get a job there at the jail which would help my time pass by.
Plus, 300 block seemed to have been more calm then 400. I got into a few fights during my stay at jail, mainly against punks who think they are bad asses and can do as they wish.
My first issue was with this tall, bald guy, who got mouthy so I confronted him.
The next day he decided to tell me that he was going to take my coffee so I called his bluff.
I ended up putting him in his place. We did not end up fighting because I think he got scared. We had a face to face confrontation in the Kitchen, and he ended rolling himself up out of jail and to a rehab.
He is lucky though, because he had more then one enemy and I had it all set up for him to be dealt with.
It was not going to be too pretty. Hehe.
Another incidend happened when some dude was trying to put up a front, and called me on. I had to take him to the corner and drop him. A week or so later, another guy decided to talk some shit about me not knowing that my road dogg was listening to him. My Road Dogg came and told me, then I went and confronted the shit talker. He ended up trying to play it off as if he was talking about something else, so I let it slide. Later that day my Road Dogg comes back to me and tells me of some more shit he said when I was away, and which was a little more personaly directed toward me.
So I walked back over to my dorm where this guy was laying in his bunk and called him out. No matter what I said, he kept saying "what?" "what?", so again I let it slide and walked out of the dorm. A moment later, the door clicked and as soon as the guard came into the day room, the shit talking bitch got some balls and hopped off his bunk to come talk shit. (in front of the guard)
We both got taken out by the guard and were questioned. As soon as we got back, I noticed that everybody now thought of him as a straight bitch for pulling that dry snitch move.
Another one, which I am so fuckin lucky that I did not get allot of time added on for, was when one guy who I recently had a verbal dispute with, charged me when I was sitting in a chair watching T.V. in my dorm. I seen him rush me, so I hopped up and charged him with a football style shoulder block.
The charge knocked him back where he hit his head on the steel stair railing going up to the Dorm above, the fell forward from the impact, landing on his stomach. Then I kicked him square in the face. He was not moving after then, besides a couple twitched. Come to find out, I fractured his face from the kick, but he did not snitch. I had a few more small fights here and there, for various reasons, but usualy having something to do with commisary.
I went to 400 again before I got out, and that was a little crazy also.
The Surenos, Nortenos, and Peckerwoods all ended up on the yard one day.
The Surenos outnumbered everybody else so the Nortenos and Woods stayed kindof close.
Besides, I knew a few of the main nortenos there in 400 from way back in middle school.
A fight ended up breaking out, and I swear that the fucking guards were watching for a few minnutes before they came out and stopped us. To my surprise, the guards ended up making every sureno go back inside to the day room, and left the Woods and the Nortenos to the yard.
No lockdown or anything, that was definatly a trip.
While locked up, I was able to talk to Big D a little bit, and we worked some things out.
He was appologetic about all that has happened, and addmitted he was wrong. We talked about all that BS that had happened between us, from the Motel, to the Guns, etc.. and found out that most of that was caused by his ex Girlfriend (Down town Donna Brown hehe). He ended up being sent over to where I was in 400 during my last couple weeks, but he got into a fight around his 3rd day there, so they rolled him back out to C Tank.
Before I got out, he left a message with somebody from C tank who was being transfered over to 400 block, saying that he is getting out 18 days after me.
He is lucky, because if the C.O's decided to press charges for fighting, he would of gone to the Pen. due to his 2 year 8 month suspended prison sentence.
I hope he can do ok when he gets out, so he don't end up in the pen.
It's crazy how life is. Before I went in, I was getting higher then a motherfuckin kite, as was all my other Road Doggs and aquantences. Then I go to jail, and BAM, there is a whole shit-load of people who I know on the outs, also in jail. It was like life, and everything in general, just did a complete flip.
I can't realy explain it in words, but it sure is nuts.
Well, I'm going to end this now. I may write again later on. I missed a whole lot of what there is to say, so maybe I will be back soon.
