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Well he's on bond or something. He's down in Towson (County seat of government) and I'm going to give him a ride down to Penn Station in a little bit.
Saltah'na
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Does anyone know if Shik made bail? If he did, he'd most likely be back posting here. But he isn't. Unless I missed one of his posts.
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I assume he made bail, since he called me and asked me for a ride to Penn Station so he could go back to PA. I waited for half an hour for him at the agreed upon meeting place in Towson Town Center, but he did not show, and I had to go to a function at one of my professor's homes, and I only now got home. So, here's hoping he got to Penn Station. My caller ID showed that he called me at 9pm and 9:52 pm (I was supposed to pick him up between 4:45 - 5:15), so whatever it was that kept him from the meeting for near four hours must've been important.
Shik
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Yeah, so�I�m back.
The short version: $10,000 bail, paid by my father at a $3000 bond; that money is gone & never to be seen again. I spent 3 days as a guest of the Baltimore County Detention Center. I made my first shiv. I was put in protective custody for the last day & a half; that�s just what classification decided. My assault & battery story stuck mostly.
I learned that prison food isn�t that bad; that Maryland has no self-defense law; that the public defender system is utter SHITE--I don�t get to see my counsel until a week before trial, & I have to drive back down to Toswon to reapply with them since my release nullified my initial application put in by being detained.
It�s the aftermath that�s far, far worse. I seem to have lost all my friends either through their own sense of self-preservation of acts of gross misconduct.
I drove down there with 2 friends. I gave one of them the use of my car. I gave her very specific instructions: call my father, call someone in CT, & call work to tell them I wouldn�t be in. None of those things happened. I authorized her to use my car in my absence. This meant within reason�shopping, seeing her boyfriend, seeing her grandparents 45 minutes away. When I picked up the car on Saturday, there was an extra 300 miles on it & it was a shitheap full of trash. Never mind the fact that she was supposed to come get me. I called & called & called & there was never an answer. It took me 24 hours to get home by cab & bus. I got 6 hours of sleep in three 2-hour blocks & then went to work, whereupon I got shit for it. FUCK THEM.
My father told me that one of my aunts, his middle sister Dee, died of cancer while I was incarcerated; she�d had cancer for 2 years & I never knew. No one ever TOLD me, just like no one ever tells me ANYTHING. �There�s not much you could�ve done,� he said. But there WERE things that could�ve been done at the outset if I�d known.
My holiday plans have been shot because I�m not allowed to stay at the place that I normally do, my old place back in CT. The ex-roommate has stated a desire to put distance between us, that she �can�t afford to have it look the way we do right now,� the ex-girlfriend feels �uncomfortable,� & she & the landlady don�t think I�m taking any of this seriously. That I shouldn�t be talking about it at all her or anywhere else online. Again, FUCK THEM.
I HAVE to talk about this openly. I HAVE to joke about it all; if I don�t I will most surely die. I know how my mood can both affect & effect my fate & outcomes. If I�m pessimistic, dour, cynical, then that�ll make everything go horribly worse. �Not taking this seriously.� FUCK YOU. I was the one who showered once in 3 days. I was the one in the orange jumpsuit. I was the one who had to sit & do NOTHING for 3 days with no contact to the outside world, my mind screaming for something to occupy it & ward off atrophy. I KNOW what the fucking stakes are & who the fuck are THEY or anyone ELSE to tell me how I SHOULD or should NOT be feeling or acting?!? At the ONE time I needed my friends�the ONE TIME I needed them to do nothing but blindly trust & follow my exact orders�.they stumble, & blunder, & fall.
So now�now there�s no reason to go back at the end of the month, & I end up saving a lot of money on possible presents, & a lot of time. But I�m incredibly fucking HURT. I�m fucking SAVAGED by this, because I know that had the roles been reversed, there would have been no question on my part whatsoever. The aftereffects & fallout from a mild incarceration are Infinitely fucking worse than that of the imprisonment itself.
It figures that the only person I feel I can trust anymore is the one who got me into this mess in the first place. A little bitter & angry? Yeah, but y'know..why the fuck not, hm?
Oh, & Jeff? The reason I wasn't there was because I was at the Barnes & Noble downstairs entrance. Miscommunication. Happens. I'm more pissed that I had to call you at all.
[ December 16, 2002, 12:07: Message edited by: Shik ]
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Oh shit dude, I actually parked at Towson Town Center and was waiting inside for you. I was like, "hmmm." Hope you got home okay.
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Shik
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Eventually. The itinerary went like this after waiting for you:
Friday, 1900: call a cab. 2030: Still no cab. Call again. They say they came, but they didn't. 2045: Cab comes & takes me to Fayette St. bus station in Baltimore City. The next bus to Harrisburg doesn't leave until 0450. I walk out to the Barnes & Noble on Pratt St. & buy goodies to keep me entertained--"Fight Club" & "If Chins Could Kill," the autobiography by Bruce Campbell. Yes, that Bruce Campbell. Saturday, 0450: Bus to Harrisburg. 0615: Arrive Harrisburg, wait for 4 hours for first bus to State College. 1045: Bus to State College. 1235: Arrive State College, & call for my car.
I didn't get home until 1300 Saturday (having been released at 1230 Friday). I didn't fall asleep until 1430. I had to wake up at 1600 to be at work at 1700.
Fucking YAY.
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Well, you've still got friends here. There's really nothing we can do except to give you comfort and support, but it's still much more than what all of your ex-friends have been giving you back at home.
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Shik, Sometimes what appears to be "not supportive" is really supportive. It depends on what side of the coin you are looking.
Remember your past mistakes, and who took you in, gave you a room over your head at half the rent. Letters written for you....when you really needed them. How quick you forget.
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