jobs

I was searching for jobs today and I found this Advocates position that had a really interesting Skills and Requirements.

"Recovering ex-offender preferred."

There are so few opportunities for recovering ex-offenders.  This kind of gives me hope that there is room for change and progress for people in our society.

bedtime stories.

one thing i really love about my partner is that he tells me bedtime stories at night before i go to sleep.

this one was really cute because he texted it to me.

Once upon a time there was this squirrel that took a nap cause he waited for someone to get back to him because he sent some nuts but never heard back from the other person.  So he wakes up from his nap and sends some more nuts out just to see if his partner got to them, but still no answer.  So finally, he sends out the last set of nuts along with a note saying, "i miss you and i hope you feel comfortable and are able to get some rest till you reach your destination.  I hope to hear from you again someday.  -love, mr. lonely squirrel."

Glimpse back into my past life.

i wrote a blog about my last day in dc and my first day back in san diego . . but it was saved on razzy and she has since gone crazy on me.

anyway.  today something really beautiful happened.

i've been back at home for over a week now and this week it has finally started to sink in that i was in fact, here.  in san diego.  sleeping in the same pepto bismol room.  with all my high school photos on the wall.  with my father dropping me off and picking me where i wanted to go.

For some reason, I was sent a facebook message about the immigration rally in sacramento.  Finally, a glimpse back into my past life.  I assumed it was from CHIRLA, since they work with RWG.  But I was all sad when my attempts to try to connect my high school friends to this great opportunity to meet organizers and be apart of social change were shot down.  

Because of time.  

Because of money.

Because of apathy.

I gave up on the idea.

However, while I was trying to set up a coffee to catch up with a friend who i met at the students of color conference, i found out that he was also planning on going to the immigration rally.  I told him about the money issue.

• Him: Oh, it's all free.  All you have to pay for is food.  Unless you want to freegan.
• Me: wtf is freegan?
• Him: You know, dig through the trash for food people throw away . .
• Me: you mean . . DUMPSTER DIVE?
• Him: Yeah, that.

MUAH-HAHAHA.

That was great.  I need to hang out with the people he hangs out with.