When stuck home twenty four seven you get sore, fat, depressed and a bunch of other really unhealthy sounding things. Things the powers that be probably neglect to take into account when judging you. They expect you to enter this limbo state and appear to the world that you are happy, stable in doing something with your life. What’s the point? You aren’t. You may as well just be getting really fucked up. No one is around to care. Makes no difference to anyone how you spend a few months on your own.
Was a little surprised when my tattooist mate contacted me earlier today. Have signed up to NETFLIX and was up until 3am watching latest series of MAD MEN and a new discovery, HOUSOS, which is bloody funny if you happen to be from New Zealand and spent a little time in Australia. Which, funnily enough, quite a few people in the near vicinity have. We were cracking up.
As it happens, getting the bottom of your foot tattoo’d is a bloody sore thing…. Who would’ve thought?
Making the world a better place, one step at a time.
They didn’t warn me about that when signing the papers for Electronic Monitored Bail. Any idiot in the world would realise being trapped at home for months on end will lead to comfort eating and many many many extra hours in bed watching complete TV series or films.
Really am in a limbo.
A serious one at that.
Waiting until SEPTEMBER for next meaningful court appearance which may result in freedom from ankle ball and chain.
And that is it.
Waiting. In limbo. For god knows what.
Since Thursday I have been looking forward to tomorrow excitedly. For tomorrow is a big day… Am out the door at 10:45 to attend a Probation Service meeting at 11am.
They wanted to come here. NO FUCKEN WAY!
Jeeeeeeeezus. You are not going to come here and prevent me from having a fifteen minute walk outside the confines of this cell.
Just give me a little break. Just an incy wincy one.
Am sure that giving a little bit of happiness and a little chance of helping me to help myself is not that far removed from a positive thing.
How the hell the CORRECTION DEPARTMENT claim to be “reducing re-offending” with this sort of attitude is beyond any logical argument.
Love to you all.