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  <title>Aimless meanderings through a mind</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 01:37:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well, I sit here alone watching NBA finals and the padres game.  This high definition thing is amazing.  I want so badly to drink, but I don&apos;t allow myself to drink unless it is thursday or friday.  (the last two days of my weekend)  I should be able to drink because of all the time off I have right now, but I would not want the alcohol to cause me to sink to any new low levels of despondentsy.  I took vacation time for a vacation that never happened.  anyway, enough of that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my first day as an Explorer Scout Adviser.  (cool title huh)  Basically means I will be leading the same thing I got kicked out of when I was an explorer for the Portland Police Bureau.  Who gets the last laugh?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2005 15:19:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am not as good as I once was, but I am as good once as I ever was.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2005 17:02:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well well well, darts and beer were had by all.  grilled albacore and chicken last night for kathy, dan, and nick.  surprisingly, kathy is pretty good at darts.   we smoked dan and nick 2 out of three.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for a ride tonight, joel and I are taking dad out for father&apos;s day.  figure we might as well, we have never done anything for father&apos;s day for him before.  not our fault though, he just doesn&apos;t care about that, which is good with me.  but this time mom is out of town,  out we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan is supposed to get his dumb ass back over here today, we will see...  he might be in jail</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2005 15:44:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>First off, everytime I log on here, the damn date needs to be changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, look at me I am the cities rep to the city council meeting.  I went there last night and watched as we had two HUGE issues discussed and voted on.  One being a preschool that was going to have 90 students.  all these people came out and said how horrible it would be and how much traffic it would cost and how the kids would get eaten by rattle snakes and so on.  SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!  These selfish fucks just don&apos;t want it because they don&apos;t like progress.  HELLO, where am I going to sit and watch all the hot mom&apos;s drop their kids off?????????  fucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item, two.  BINGO.  MOTHER FUCKING BINGO&amp;gt;  every damn budget in the world is broke right now.  so this school wants to have bingo night to raise money for band, football, books and so on.  should have passed easy considering how much money that damn city takes under the table from those fucking slot machine throwing, free handout enjoying, dope using, gun running, fucking wagon burners.  but sure enough someone said the obvious point that I had missed.  If this school had a bingo night, in ten years, the city would be a huge whore house.  guesss I missed that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that I got to go back to being a dep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ped checked a piece of shit in a piece of shit car last night.  was from SD ran with the Pirut, he was from the &quot;four corners of death&quot; in skyline area.   hard little fuck.  we have been having an influx of that type of shit lately.  so we rattled his cage, FI&apos;d him, took his prints and picture.  shook his car down and sent him on his way.  we need to stress those bastards when we can.   wearing all red.  we have enough problems with our old town trece bitches, let alone add this to the mix.  all we can do is hassle them and push them til they get uncomfortable and leave or we find something to hook them for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well folks, once again the justice system has failed us.  oj, robert blake, and now michael jackson.  he obviously won&apos;t get shivved in the yard somewhere, but some dad is going to take his own brand of justice out.  piece of shit.  I have seen people butchered, flayed, burned, and abused.  none of that shit means anything to me.  but I have a soft spot for kids.   poor extorting, babies.  fucking parents setting up their kids to get fuckedd around with by that bastard</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jun 2005 02:36:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Slooooooooowwwwww night.  one tow and that was it.  oh some stupid people called us because while they were asleep on the couch 6 feet from the table.  someone took their screen off the window, reached in and stole this chick&apos;s purse.  dumbasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is what they get for living in shitty apartments.  hell apartments period.  your shit is going to get burged if you live in the woodcreek ap.... oh wait, it has been renamed.  Sage Crest Appartmens, oooh that is so much nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nice work out this morning but.... I was so hopped up on the stuff I took this morning and it would not let me sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very rough day.   could not sleep forever.  laid in bed til about noon or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, tonight might be a little rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my ex last night to apologize for being insensitve at times and not expressing how much I cared for her.  My mom said I am not very good at that.  I am not sure if I called for her or for me.  either way, she said she didn&apos;t believe anything I was saying.  I was NOT trying to get her back, which I explained to her, I told her I didn&apos;t want to mess up her current relationship.  OH did I forget to mention that she was dating someone 5 days after she left me?  Ahh, how could I forget, I am the one who did not care, I am the one who didn&apos;t/couldn&apos;t love.  What do you do?  she is the kind of person who could not make a move unless she had a safety net.  hence the guy she is with.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, I doubt anyone cares about reading this dumb thing, so I will spare you any further meanderings</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 01:02:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>last night was really busy, but nothing too horrible.  just noise call after noise call.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, more importantly.  I was GOING to go see my old high school fatbutt next week, while I have some time off.  However, her job somehow or other will be taking her out of town.  maybe next time.  Now I have to figure out what to do on my days off.  that is two girls that have bailed on my time off session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, I will catch up to her next time.  no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to figure out how to decorate my home then.  ugh, I am so bad at it.  art work, accessories, and so on.  I have no idea what to do.  I seriously need some help</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 19:41:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>bbq is going, chicken is sitting in a bowl, i made a marinade out of basalmic vinegar and spices, we will have to see how that turns out.  so great work out this morning, just felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, by they way, Nair does work, no burning no problems.  if I can figure it out, it is one hell of a simple thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more day off then back to work on saturday night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, kathy has been gone for about 2 months now, it seems so short, yet forever ago.  Loneliness never sets in, until it does.  A year and half we were together and it ended just like that.  She said I cheated on her, I never did, but I think it helped her leave.  I could not make her happy, she depended on me for... everything.  I did not add to her life, I was her life.  I did not make her happier, I made her happy.  ect...  Yet through all of our differences, she was great.  I am sad she is gone, but mature enough to realize, things happen for a reason.  I do not want her back, but I want someone.  I am not lonely for her, but because of her.  I don&apos;t really like being single, I mean, yes, I have not been yelled at, no screaming, no shouting.  No insults, no accusations.  No telling me I never talk, and then interrupting when I try to speak.  I admit, I am somewhat verbose, I am not the greatest at expressing myself.  My job and life to this point have made me slightly cynical and distrusting.  So perhaps, instead of belittling me for being slow to trust, maybe work with me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she left, the last words she screamed were, &quot;Fuck you, you are cold hearted and dead on the inside.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 19:30:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Does Nair work?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 19:27:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>useless wanderings</title>
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  <description>Went over to dan&apos;s last night and played beer pong.  way too much drinking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is old news, but last week at work I caught two people boning in a car.  I love my job, what a great job I have.  It is seriously something else.  who bones in a park where we have stabbings and stuff like that going on?&amp;gt;  I mean, really, find a bus stop or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, good day at the gym</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2005 17:44:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the week is over</title>
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  <description>finally, a long 5 day work week this week.  an extra day at the beginning.  last night was interesting, had a guy doing about 75 play chicken with a tree and lose.  at the end of the day, it was tree one, and f&apos;d up guy 0.  I went with him to the hospital, i was hoping he would go toes up, he was such a dick.  don&apos;t get me wrong, you should get some slack when you are dumb enough to cross, a turn lane and two lanes of on coming traffic to TC into a freaking tree.  he was probably dui, so fuck him, he got his teeth knocked out, his insides scrambled, and a ticket.  I am just glad he didn&apos;t kill anyone.  I will find out on sat when I go back to work if he died or not.  either way it was a nice code run for me getting to the scene.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did like 10 T stops last night and found nothing.  this morning after a blueberry muffin and coffee at OPC, I was on my way to the station for EOW when this stupid kid did a little exhibition of speed right in front of me.  Now, that is not that big of a deal, but it was in front of the whole high school population, so I had to stop him.  I get off at 8 am, at 0715, I stop him.  NO DL, expired reg, no insurance, illegal.  WHAT THE FUCK????  Does anyone in this friggin&apos; world have a drivers license.  To top it off, I ask for his insurance, and he THROWS the expired insurance paperwork at me.  I threw it right back at him and told him to get the hell out of his car.  I was pissed, I wanted to go home.... but I wanted to take care of the situation...... hhmmm, needless to say, I got off in time.  I blocked him out, I will find him next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT, I almost got off in time.  Apparently someone complained about me, from a stupid noise call I went to about three days ago.  So I had an interview with a sgt prior to getting to leave.  thankfully I have made a good name for myself already and the sgt took care of the complaint.  Some stupid woman wrote a letter saying I was rude to her husband.  well, her husband was a damn racist weasel, and I still treated that limp wristed freak professionally.  The sgt that interviewed told me he knew I was a good dep and did not believe any of the bullshit this woman wrote.  so I skated.  I guess not actually, I really did handle the call right, for as touchy a call as it was.  they did not have a valid beef with me or my behavior, it just pissed them off that I am young and would not let them talk down to me.  they were so condescending.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer me this, I am constantly scrutinized in my work, if anyone is unhappy, because they didn&apos;t get their way, they complain and make my life suck for a while.  even if I didn&apos;t do anything wrong. when do I get to start writing letters back to them, who do I write their mom????  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom of shithead #56357467&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kid is an immature 48 year old.  You should have paddled his pansy ass a few more times, so he would not be such a weasel.  He is very condescending, I know you did not raise him that way, please deal with his behavior.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deputy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  thanks for the sandwich you made me for a midnight snack</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2005 01:45:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>friday night</title>
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  <description>So last night with the two sgts went ok, k9 got a 5150 and asked me to transport to riverside.  He was looking out for me because he knew how things would go.  So I was gone half the night with the crazy guy.  I took him to ETS and saw some dude strapped down on his stomach and the staff were poking him with something sharp.  Cause he kept yelling and screaming about how &quot;he was not causing problems and stop poking him with niggers.&quot;  I don&apos;t really know what that means, or how it makes sense, but I guess when you are strapped down naked and you are crazy I am sure it makes some sense.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another no DL misd arrest and impound, plus deport the driver.  BP shows up, takes my guy and after they leave, some frigging mexican national shows up and begins berating me for doing my job.  Screaming at me about how the we were not allowed to contact the BP.  Well he &quot;jaywalked&quot; to yell at me, so he committed a crime.  I detained him and he came back clear, so I sent him on his way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No gym this morning, they held me over again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad bought me a father&apos;s day present, a vacuum!!!!!!  YES  celebrate the little things.  Now someone can have a modern day mode of travel.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is friday night!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Super Trooper</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2005 01:51:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Question of the year</title>
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  <description>Do you have a pretty mouth?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 17:39:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>d day</title>
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  <description>The city was remorseful of its evil ways fri and sat, it was quiet last night, strangely quiet.  I got two calls, all night.  that was it.  Nobody was out or moving around.  It was as if a curfew had been ordered and no one told us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to gripe now.   We are so damn understaffed it is hard to explain.  150 hours of overtime for patrol is paid out each week.  That is 15 patrol positions.  That is BS.  Tonight I am working the city with TWO SGTS as my help.  Which means I am working the whole place by myself.  I should call in sick, it is going to blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times at the gym, now time for shower and bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more griping to follow regarding tonights shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate D Day</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 00:52:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Viva La Deportation</title>
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  <description>Another really busy night last night.  It seemed like the city was burning down around out ears.  Stabbings, chaos, mayhem, despite all of that.  I had to take the time to go to a &quot;vandalism&quot; call.  Some kids tp&apos;d someone house and this damn lady figured it should be a high priority for us.  There are three of us 10-8 in a city of 100,000 plus.  One of the three was a Sgt working over time.  So let me rephrase, there were two of us working in a city of 100,000 plus.  So while my partner was trying figure out which Highland Pirut Blood from San Diego had stabbed the multiple victims we were dealing with, I was trying to explain to his stupid woman that in the big picture TP&apos;ing was not that big of a deal.  Everyone has problems, some people&apos;s problems are a bigger deal than others, however, people need perspective.  Sometimes things aren&apos;t as big of a deal as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a T stop at about 5 this morning for modified exhaust on a civic.  Now don&apos;t get me wrong, I am not the fun police, however modified exhaust is goood PC for a stop.  Especially when it comes out of one of the shit bag appartments we have in the city.  Sure enough, never issued a DL, no insurance, and illegal.  Misd arrest, vehicle impounded for 31 days, and Marco Antonio Guerra-Pena deported.  People bitch about how it is mean to deport the illegal&apos;s, bull shit.  I have insurance, I have a DL, you have insurance, and you have a DL.  Why shouldn&apos;t he have one?  He is going to drive drunk and TC into someone, your mom your dad, whomever, and bail the scene.  So all and all, I think it went well.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2005 23:59:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finaly got to sleep</title>
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  <description>EXTREMELY exhausted from last night.  THere were so many calls last night it was out of control.  Worke up at 0730 hours on Friday and didn&apos;t sleep til 9 this morning.  My brother rode with me last night.  We almost got ran over like 50 times trying to shut down a road.  We had a six car dui TC.  THe only good part about it was that the driver at fault was the drunk one and she went toes up at the scene.  She died with a beer in her hand.  SO good for her finally one for the victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One arrest last night, drunk guy with snails crawling on him.  He was pretty messed up. However he did promise to kill an indian who stabbed and killed one of the local bums.  &quot;Animal&quot; was killed by &quot;Joe the indian&quot; for 20 bucks about two months ago.  My drunk from last night told me he would go on the Reservation and kill joe the indian.  We like to let crime cure itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time for some dinner and then back at it again tonight.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2005 02:36:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>first entry</title>
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  <description>Greetings, someone was gracious enough to set this up for me...  Ok, enough about them.  Watching baseball, getting ready for work.  My brother joel is going with me tonight for a ride.  Should be fun, to show him how my job goes.  Anyway, if anything worthwhile happens tonight, I will update it for you in the morning.   shower....load the car...lunch and so on...</description>
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