so, i walked the runway at the hair/fashion show... it was awesome... i think i did pretty good... i was dressed all 80's new wave... my make up was pretty crazy and new wave too... it was fun...
i went to a show in oakland on saturday with carinablue and saw some people we went to high school with... it was enjoyable... i got home that night around 12ish and was waiting for my boyfriend to meet me at my place after he went to a bar with friends... he didn't show up... i waited and waited... then i got a collect call from an inmate at the SF county police department... i pressed 0 to accept the charges, and nothing happened... i got another call a few minutes later, still didn't work... so i called the SF police department to see if he was there, and he was... the lady on the phone said he was in for being drunk in public... i was pissed... and a little scared... the lady on the phone transfered me to someone else that was down where his cell was... the lady that picked up was a bitch... i told her that every time he tried to call it wouldn't go through, so i asked if there was any other way to talk to him and she laughed at me and told me that he was just going to have to keep trying... i said "thanks for nothing" and she hung up on me...
so i tried to sleep since i couldn't get a hold of him... he still kept trying to call collect all night but it wouldn't go through... i didn't hear from him until 9 the next morning...
he said that his friend was crossing the street to in SF and as he was crossing a cab driver ran a red light and ran over his foot... the cab driver dropped off his passengers right in front of my boyfriend, so my boyfriend stopped the guy and said "hey! you just hit my friend, we need your ID" and the cab driver said that he didn't hit him and waved down some cops who were close by... the cops saw the bracelets on my boyfriend and his friends wrists (to get into the bar) and immediatly said "you're drunk! get the fuck on the ground"... they pushed my boyfriend on the ground and told him to shut the fuck up... the cab driver took off without the cops even questioning him... so the cops had no idea why they had been arguing... my boyfriend stood up because he hadn't done anything wrong and saw that his friend was being pushed around... my boyfriend said, "so you think you've got big balls because you've got that badge on your chest" and the cop handcuffed him and through him on the ground, and jammed his finger into the curb, then they handcuffed his friend and took them both to jail... they didn't give them a breathalizer and didn't read them their rights.... just took them in for absolutly no reason and kept them for 10 hours...
my boyfriend wasn't even drunk, he had two beers... he cannot get drunk off of two beers...
the cops totally abused their power and treated them like animals... they were put in a plexi glass cell and the cops were pounding on the glass and laughing at them... they also took money out of his wallet and took one of his friends socks... what the fuck? so my boyfriend is going to talk to a lawer and see if anything can be done... luckily he got the cab drivers car number and the names of the cops... so we'll see what happens...
my boyfriend has the worst luck ever...
i went to a show in oakland on saturday with carinablue and saw some people we went to high school with... it was enjoyable... i got home that night around 12ish and was waiting for my boyfriend to meet me at my place after he went to a bar with friends... he didn't show up... i waited and waited... then i got a collect call from an inmate at the SF county police department... i pressed 0 to accept the charges, and nothing happened... i got another call a few minutes later, still didn't work... so i called the SF police department to see if he was there, and he was... the lady on the phone said he was in for being drunk in public... i was pissed... and a little scared... the lady on the phone transfered me to someone else that was down where his cell was... the lady that picked up was a bitch... i told her that every time he tried to call it wouldn't go through, so i asked if there was any other way to talk to him and she laughed at me and told me that he was just going to have to keep trying... i said "thanks for nothing" and she hung up on me...
so i tried to sleep since i couldn't get a hold of him... he still kept trying to call collect all night but it wouldn't go through... i didn't hear from him until 9 the next morning...
he said that his friend was crossing the street to in SF and as he was crossing a cab driver ran a red light and ran over his foot... the cab driver dropped off his passengers right in front of my boyfriend, so my boyfriend stopped the guy and said "hey! you just hit my friend, we need your ID" and the cab driver said that he didn't hit him and waved down some cops who were close by... the cops saw the bracelets on my boyfriend and his friends wrists (to get into the bar) and immediatly said "you're drunk! get the fuck on the ground"... they pushed my boyfriend on the ground and told him to shut the fuck up... the cab driver took off without the cops even questioning him... so the cops had no idea why they had been arguing... my boyfriend stood up because he hadn't done anything wrong and saw that his friend was being pushed around... my boyfriend said, "so you think you've got big balls because you've got that badge on your chest" and the cop handcuffed him and through him on the ground, and jammed his finger into the curb, then they handcuffed his friend and took them both to jail... they didn't give them a breathalizer and didn't read them their rights.... just took them in for absolutly no reason and kept them for 10 hours...
my boyfriend wasn't even drunk, he had two beers... he cannot get drunk off of two beers...
the cops totally abused their power and treated them like animals... they were put in a plexi glass cell and the cops were pounding on the glass and laughing at them... they also took money out of his wallet and took one of his friends socks... what the fuck? so my boyfriend is going to talk to a lawer and see if anything can be done... luckily he got the cab drivers car number and the names of the cops... so we'll see what happens...
my boyfriend has the worst luck ever...
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mechanicalmonkey:
BTW Nice profile pic your hair looks awesome.
mechanicalmonkey:
That gives me a better idea.