When gravity takes over…

Just run with it.

Death by duvet is okay. Apathy via Apple. Necrosis with thanks to Netflix.
Sometimes it’s better than alternatives. 

Just run with it.

Don’t file my advice. For having fourty eight hours before being sentenced to home detention for the rest of the year should see you out and about doing as much as possible.
Which was the plan.

Just run myself into the ground in the process.

Am sure some drugs would help get over it. 

Maybe tomorrow. But just for today there is horizontal time and Netflix. AM sure that in fourty eight hours this will seem like a silly choice.

Until then, give me a Fucken break…

Even though I was supposed to move in here June 7th, but the property agent, Rentables Levin, stuffed me around until the 20th…

Even though they then told me I had to move out after only a week as “the owner wants to move back in to sub divide and put up a new house”…

Even though this has cost me a thousand dollars of expenses…

Even though Rentables Levin took a 250 dollar “letting fee” that they refuse to refund…

Even though it’s owners and Rentables have cost me every spare bit of cash and effort and favours from friends to move in…

My back lawn, lemon,. fejoa, apple and grapefruit trees

Don’t see why 125 Liverpool Street, Levin should suffer.
After all, it is not the houses fault.

Nor, in actual fact, is it mine..

In the words of the long tme old coffee mate from Newtown…
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE..”
Couldn’t agree more old nigz, couldn’t agree more…

So, maybe somewhat stupidly, have still been mowing lawns, weeding gardens, cleaning gutters, water blasting mould off concrete and even paying the rent.

Beautiful day with freshly mower applied lawn. 

Shame. The house and property love me. And I just need a place to stay and settle.

 

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Doom and Gloom? Impossible.


Old ARC welder that sat in a carport on Wellingtons south coast in the salty sea air for two years… Got some electrodes for ten bucks off TradeMe and was amazed the thing still worked. Just like an old Ford six cylinder, park it for years, turn it on, and away you go…


Still looking at getting MIG (gas/ageless model) so as to convert 1994 Falcon six cylinder four litre EF front end to 2004 AU3 XR6 suspension, steering, brakes, engine mounts… Will then use AU engine block with my mildly worked, cam’d and extracted 1998 Xr6 head…
Combining the new steering geometry with the large two pot brakes and my huge sway bar… Should do better than my current best 1:32 around Mansfield race track…
Just need to find a house, get a license back, and rob a bank… oh, and stay away from ludicrous amounts of drugs and addicts…

housing… dreams… beggars can’t be losers

AM due for sentencing in a few days, yet still have no permanent place to live, so ankle bracelet GPS monitored conditions could be off the table… New Zealand housing is a problem, something the right wing national capitalist government has done little to acknowledge.
Very similar to getting rehab or addiction services, you need to get on tv or get a member of parliament on your side.
Thankfully Labour’s Trevor Mallard came to the party and thus my good self may well not be in jail until Christmas, along with the tattooist mate who didn’t give me a lift the other week.
Turns out he was in jail.
So, fair enough about the snobbing in regards to a lift back north.
Really have nothing to do with my life until yet another limbo is sorted. Have spent a ling time cut off from local community by crazy tricky bail conditions, including not being allowed into local towns due to people being scared…
Here’s one of them…

What to say about that?…
Eight months banned from town as this lovely lady and her partner are so frightened… yet he follows me and throws fingers and abuse… yet she keeps contacting and wanting to see me…
Doesn’t sound like they really have much reason to play this huge victim card constantly.
The system seems to advise victims on how to be victims… It’s about time we ALL stood up and took ownership and responsibility.
Me?
Just too busy doing nothing… Sorry.

Useless Fucken Druggy “Mates”

Intercity may not have best buses in the country, no power socket or usb connection for charging phone, crying windows in middle of sunny day, seats that won’t recline… Although, unlike everyone else I seem to know, they give you a lift when they say they will, give me money back when they say they will, and even answer the phone when you call…

Wellington to LEVIN for fifteen dollars ain’t such a bad thing….

And is good to have these options available… One more nail in the coffin of useless old druggy mates… Even if they are in Narcotics Anonymous claiming clean time… All Fucken mouth and trousers…
OTHER THAN THAT….

Have been on very harsh bail conditions for a year now… Have been stuck at home in a small flat for a few months after being in Rimutaka prison…  All for phoning the mother of my kid to find out why my daughter hadn’t been allowed to visit (I have a recording of the call if you are of the opinion I can be threatening, abusive our otherwise stupid…)… Then was living in a little town called HOKIO BEACH. Yet was not allowed into LEVIN.. As this map link shows, the ONLY ROAD from Hokio goes to Levin. So every time I purchased milk, went to Wellington, or anywhere more than seven kilometres up the road I was technically breaching bail and could have been in jail a lot longer…

Had to move out of THAT house as property brokers rental people told me owners were selling, yet still no sign of an advert, online sale, or any sign of sale process at all after four months… If you have a brain a little more clever than”dunce”, you may think the place well be rented within hours of my cars and other belongings being removed from neighbours properties in the block surrounding the house. Me? Suspicious? Suspicious of capitalistic self centred liars ? Nah..  never… complete list of this companies lies available upon request.

Reminder… I always send links to, or copies of, my writing when mentioning any person or company. Police, health service, property brokers Levin… everyone. No one has sued, suggested I should edit, nor remove. Lawyers of very high standing have read my words blatantly splashing their downfalls and shortcuts for all the world to see, yet not one has followed any legal action. For what is said here is true. I will back up anything said a hundred percent…. unless obviously satirical or attempted humour… of course, that’s a matter of taste… Richard Bellinger happens to have little, no – none, either way….

Having spent three months homeless this year, living on floors, occasionally beds and couches, very rarely in hedges and parks, extremely rarely in backpackers or motels, you can imagine my joy at finding a new house to live in… OVER JOYED nonetheless.

This came just in time. Was granted the permission to enter Levin again, and found a house for 230 a week. After only one week in the property I get a letter in the mail saying the owner is going to move back in as they are wanting to develop the place. 

So, I have thirty eight days left there, after spending all that time and money to move. They charged 230 “letting fee” on top of 230 times six for advance rent and bond. Then there is the power company, internet, insurances… All of which take time to sort out… Some of which charge bond and early termination penalties… 

However, more importantly to me, probation and security companies have already been around to check on suitability for having a g.p.s monitored ankle bracelet at this a premise.. It has all been approved, reports written, submissions to judges made… Sounds all good…  

However, am back to stressing beyond belief for my sentencing is less than three weeks away.

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fucken Fuck.