Jake’s Life

Jakeslife.net is now fully back up. For the past week it’s been either down or short of several entries. Once I got it back up Wordpress was having some issues finding everything due to an upgrade. Anyways, that’s all fixed now. I’ve restored all of my posts, although many have been protected now. If you need the password and aren’t a douche, let me know.

Sandro gets back from Peru next week, and I can’t wait to see him. We’ve been sending video messages back and forth from our phones via e-mail since text messages are about $4 per for Peru. Nasty. He’s also been taking pictures of some sights in Lima. I also switched up my schedule some to spend more time with him when he gets back.

Upgraded my Dash to Windows Mobile 6. Good stuff, even though WM6 leaves me wanting to ditch my Smartphone for a PDA, like the new T-Mobile Wing. The only real difference is touch screen and screen real estate, but my Dash works great for me right now.

Mint, a new free online personal finance manager is in “Elite Beta” right now ad I can’t wait until it opens. It looks like it’s going to blow most others out of the water. Well, right now there aren’t many others out there. Sure, I have online banking, but I am in the process of figuring out how to track everything I do on my laptop on my mobile device. So far, financial software is lacking for Windows Mobile aside from basic checkbook apps. A web solution would be great if it displays right on my device’s browser.

I’m almost done with this school term too. I finished my rough draft for my Effective Writing II final (148/150), which can be viewed along with the final draft at Scribd.

Well, off to another night in paradise.

Well, Alphamale moved out this morning. Not surprisingly he left a trashed bedroom, sink full of dishes, and a bottle of chaw on the coffee table. I spent a few hours cleaning the living room which I am sure will last more than a week since he’s gone now.

I went and got contacts today, spending way more than I wanted to. It was $300 altogether for the exam and 6 months worth of contacts. I also got a haircut (my usual #1 all over and blended to a 0). My eyes are a bit blurry, but this happened last time I had them four years ago too, so it will pass. The optometrist, a complete fuckin’ stud, said that my vision will actually be a bit sharper with my glasses, but then recanted when he found out that my astigmatism can be corrected with my contacts prescription.

Dizzle called me this morning, lit and sore. I’m not sure why, but he decided to go home, down a bottle of wine, fuck his girl, then call me while sitting on his couch butt naked. Fuck, this dude’s brain sometimes…geez.

Dizzle: “Fuck!”
Me: “What?!”
Dizzle: “Dude, I was looking…I’m drunk…was looking for my phone…Okay, found it. Does your dick ever get sore? LIke from fuckin’?”
Me: “Fuck you dude. I just don’t…*sigh*…fuck you.”
Dizzle: “You love it, my big ol’ cock hangin’ out! *insert Dizzle-composed song about his junk here*

Well, hey, work is like one big TMI exchange for a lot of us, so I won’t hate. That and he loves being written about on my blog…makes him feel famous I guess.

My new term in school started today. Effective Writing II and Intro to Web Design. The former is for my Comp II grade, and the latter is for an easy grade. And tonight begins my seven night stretch at work. I thought about setting up a ride for Sandro with me this weekend, but would rather wait until Summer time when he won’t get too bored.

The other morning I went to Vince Dizzle’s place for breakfast. Not surprisingly, it involved beer and guns. I helped fix his laptop’s performance (was suffering from  all of the TTDs…Technologically Transmitted Diseases) that come from downloading porn, as well as not clearing off the stock programs installed by most vendors. Anyway, for being a knob he is a surprisingly great chef, but I had already heard the legends.

Since I got my tax return I have hardly followed much of my “plan.” I’m going to make an eye exam appointment tomorrow to get either contacts again or some better suited glasses for work (i.e.: not expensive and plastic). Depending on how much I have left I’m going to contact some places that I hold delinquent accounts and try to resolve those.

I put together a collection of the essays I’ve written over the last almost two years from my Criminology, Criminal Law, Criminal Investigations, Social Problems, Criminal Procedure, Police Operations, Human Relations, and Ethics courses for my grandmother. She’s always complaining about how she doesn’t have many things to read except the TV Guide, and she loves crime and law related readings. I went and picked up a nice presentation binder and have most of my essays printed out so far:

Bail: Concept, Determination, and Denial
Confessions and Guilty Pleas
Right to Speedy Trial and the Statute of Limitations
Motive and Intent
Functionalist Perspective on Crime
Racism and Reverse Racism in Law Enforcement
Polygraph Use in Investigations
Protecting the Integrity of Crime Scenes
Latent Fingerprints as Evidence: Collection and Presentation
Arson
Profiling by Law Enforcement: Gang, Narcotics, Racial, and General
Jury of One’s Peers
The Mistrial
Interstate and International Extradition
Homicide Victimology

I couldn’t find my essays on Specialty Police Units, Ethics of Police Pursuits, or offender profiles, which I’m sure she would have enjoyed. My uncle is putting her in a home soon, which enrages me on one hand, but on the other I know that it will allow her to be more active and more social, two things she really needs right now. Plus, she will be a lot closer to me.

I picked up some overtime for this coming week, but it won’t sound like it. I had Thur-Fri off, tonight (Sat), I work Sunday, off Monday, on Tuesday, off Wednesday, then on Thu-Wed (7 days straight). I’m going to be beat by the time I get another day off.

I passed the algebra final, but not high enough to pass the class entirely. I was 1.2% away from passing. Here I come, Citibank, for more money for tuition so that I can be stuck in school even longer now.

Dizzle learned the other night that he’s not as in shape as he used to be. Take off running after someone…who does he think he is? A cheetah? King of the jungle?

I took some photos today of me prettying my gat. I’ll post them all on my weekend–A step-by-step photo guide on how to pimp your gat. Should you have a gat, of course.

Well that was an interesting few days. At one point I was in fetal position for almost three hours, in and out of sleep. It wasn’t fun. Early this morning, around 3am, I was sitting on top of my blankets in just my undies roasting balls. I’m glad the brunt of the attack was yesterday though…I had someone cover my shift at work tonight, and I’ll be picking up their Saturday night.

I haven’t worked a weekend in months now, and my action meter has almost  completely drained. I’m looking forward to the Summer though, where Monday nights are like Friday nights. And my solid goal is to either completely drain my duty canister of OC, or my party can by the end of the year. I think that’s a fair goal by the amount of incidents we had last Summer. And if all else fails, I’ll just hose Dizzle down…to the last fucken drop!

Here is my homework task list for this entire weekend, all due on Tuesday, plus the extra day I had from taking off work:

• Criminal Procedure Final Quiz
• Criminal Procedure Final Essays
• Algebra Final Project
• Algebra Final Quiz

Yeah, not a whole lot of it got done. But I stopped puking!

Well, the roommates seem at it again. I woke up to “Fuck you bitch!”

We only have another week or two until the Alphamale moves out, which I think is the primary catalyst in all of the bullshit around here. Granted, he’s ruined my couch and love seat set, so much that I can’t even Craigslist it anymore, but I’m weighing the price of sanity. If he ever grows enough balls to barge into my room swinging when he’s drunk like the other roommates he’ll get to know Fox and Peerless after that. I know I’ve said it before, but why I am the only non-trailer trash mother fucker in this house?

I’m failing Algebra right now at a 56%. I only need 60% to pass, and I was done trying to excel in this class long ago. If I can get my grade up to 60% in the next week and a half I’ll be fine.

Well, yeah, I don’t know how I managed it but I was on the Dean’s List Honors last year in school. Didn’t know until today.

I met up with Spidey last night (in case you can’t tell, Spidey is my nickname for him, mainly because he loves Spiderman) for a few minutes while I was at work. The top of his head evened out somewhere in the lower part of my trauma plate, proving that he is still short. I’ve been asked by a few folks as to how much that will bother me, dating someone this much shorter than me. Height seems like such a small point when there is so much more to a person though, and pretty insignificant. Plus, it’s easier to toss him around. We’re meeting up on Thursday once his family is back on the plane to Peru.

Work has been fairly boring in my area. Dizzle, VanSlick, and J have all had good amounts of action, but my handcuffs are turning blue. I think this is because (a) I don’t work weekends anymore, and (b) I don’t work with Sarge anymore. Entering into glorious battle with him has become a craving lately, hearing the Top Gun theme Ride of the Valkyries in the background while racing somewhere. Ah, refreshing. Now all I need is to get the higher-ups to approve winged helmets as part of our standard issue uniforms.

Got a new toy tonight. Will try to get photos or video of it to post.