so im waiting at the bus stop on 185th for the 52. and its comming. and im used to riding the bus so i take out my wallet, get my bus pass out. stand near the curb. give the driver eye contact. i have my stuff ready. and she drives by me while i try to wave her down. its friday. i just wanted to go home for fucks sake. so i caught the 48 to willow creek which managed to barely beat the 52 there somehow and i got on. i thought about telling her how rude it was to pass me by but i didnt. im thinking of reporting her. im tired of this shit.
Feb. 25th, 2005
sending out an s.o.s
Feb. 25th, 2005 04:39 pmok, i live in washington county. and i was wondering if anyone knew of free or sliding scale legal aid that i could call to get a lawyer to help with a criminal record expongement? i dont know if i have to use a multnomah count legal aid person because thats where the crime was and thats where id have to go to court, or if i need a washington county person because thats where i live. anyone know anything about this?
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Feb. 25th, 2005 04:47 pmok, so i said id tell you guys about my day yesterday. started out ok. didnt have school or anything. slept in for a while. got up. ect. then i started to call around to appartments. yeah. in about a month lucas and my roomate, his friend tom, is moving out. so we are looking for an alternate location. cheaper, ect. so i start calling. none of the prices even resemble the ads. and no one will take me with a felony. which means it looks like well have to stay here until i get my record cleared. and i cant even get on the rental agreement here. this is bad all around.
so i go meet jess, late. and we get lunch and ice cream. then i am going to volunteering and i go to get off the bus and the cord to my headphones catches on the person sitting next to me. and my mp3 discman flies out of my pocket and under the seat of the woman in front of me. i am in the isle. there are peopl,e standing all around. they are all waiting for me to get off the bus. i look at the woman and tell her it fell under her. she doesnt move. she stares at me. not only does she not reach down and pick it up, but she doesnt move her fucking legs. so i get down on hands and knees and crawl under her lazy ass and get it. the guy i got caught on is nice nought o pick up my disc that flew out of the discman and give that to me, which is all dirty and awful just like my knees now were. then i go to volunteering and the internet is down on one of the 2 computers. i finally got it back up but it took a bit. their internet is always going down. they really need to deal with it.
then i go home. i call my mom to tal to her about the criminal record and getting it cleared. i dont have the money for it. she says no, try legal aid. and that she wont even help me contact them or figure this out. then she yells at me for giving up my old studio appartment. and she yells at me for lucas taking out a loan. even though thats not my deal, not my decision. then she gets off the phone.
i fucking hate days like that. and im still fucked, i just didnt have to deal with it as much today.
so i go meet jess, late. and we get lunch and ice cream. then i am going to volunteering and i go to get off the bus and the cord to my headphones catches on the person sitting next to me. and my mp3 discman flies out of my pocket and under the seat of the woman in front of me. i am in the isle. there are peopl,e standing all around. they are all waiting for me to get off the bus. i look at the woman and tell her it fell under her. she doesnt move. she stares at me. not only does she not reach down and pick it up, but she doesnt move her fucking legs. so i get down on hands and knees and crawl under her lazy ass and get it. the guy i got caught on is nice nought o pick up my disc that flew out of the discman and give that to me, which is all dirty and awful just like my knees now were. then i go to volunteering and the internet is down on one of the 2 computers. i finally got it back up but it took a bit. their internet is always going down. they really need to deal with it.
then i go home. i call my mom to tal to her about the criminal record and getting it cleared. i dont have the money for it. she says no, try legal aid. and that she wont even help me contact them or figure this out. then she yells at me for giving up my old studio appartment. and she yells at me for lucas taking out a loan. even though thats not my deal, not my decision. then she gets off the phone.
i fucking hate days like that. and im still fucked, i just didnt have to deal with it as much today.
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Feb. 25th, 2005 08:32 pmsometimes things happen that really put shit into perspective.'
i was at school just after my last class today. and this woman, whom i had seen before around campus, asked me for help. i guess i should mention that she was in a wheelchair, since it is a fundamental part of the story. she needed help going to the bathroom. i had no problem with helping her. and i knew looking around, that i was the only female in the building and almost the only person. so we went in there andi helped her support herself, took her pants down, lifted her over and helped her back afterwards. and i admit i had some trouble. i am not very strong and not used to lifting a full sized adult, even if she was sort of small. but we managed and it was fine.
but i was thinking. how awful would it be to have to ask a stranger to do that for you? how embarrassing would it be to have someone youve never met pulling down your pants andhelping you pee? i cant imagine. im glad i dont have to experience that.
in other news i seemed to have fucked up yet again. someday i wont be a fuck up (yeah right). some day something wont be my fault. someday.
and as a final note, why did someone feel the need to throw big jawbreakers or hard gumballs or whatever it was at me at the bus stop tonight from their moving car? that hurt. and it was rude.
i was at school just after my last class today. and this woman, whom i had seen before around campus, asked me for help. i guess i should mention that she was in a wheelchair, since it is a fundamental part of the story. she needed help going to the bathroom. i had no problem with helping her. and i knew looking around, that i was the only female in the building and almost the only person. so we went in there andi helped her support herself, took her pants down, lifted her over and helped her back afterwards. and i admit i had some trouble. i am not very strong and not used to lifting a full sized adult, even if she was sort of small. but we managed and it was fine.
but i was thinking. how awful would it be to have to ask a stranger to do that for you? how embarrassing would it be to have someone youve never met pulling down your pants andhelping you pee? i cant imagine. im glad i dont have to experience that.
in other news i seemed to have fucked up yet again. someday i wont be a fuck up (yeah right). some day something wont be my fault. someday.
and as a final note, why did someone feel the need to throw big jawbreakers or hard gumballs or whatever it was at me at the bus stop tonight from their moving car? that hurt. and it was rude.