Not Guilty.
I'm sitting here like an idiot... on my couch wearing only shorts and a three day-old beard... awaiting the Michael Jackson verdict. I really don't think I care either way other than I, as well as most of the country, are fascinated by stories of great falls by celebrities. I'm fascinated by the story of someone who had it all and fucked it up somehow because of a false sense of invincibility or immortality. I though a lot about Michael Jackson this weekend as I developed a wicked stomach flu and vomit and diarhea caused my throat and ass to be sore, respectively. "I'm guessing I feel like what MJ will feel about two hours into his sentence. Imagine prison rape while two 300 pound brothers are singing a duet of "The Girl is Mine."
I'm waiting for the verdict. While I do so, I want to apologize for the lack of updates and replies to emails. Shoutout to Tim, Marty, Meggan, Lee.
2:03pm Pacific Time... waiting for the verdict. Just ate a fudgecicle and drinking Crystal Light orange juice. I'm in the living room, typing on my laptop. The jury has been seated... waiting for the judge to come in. My Father is en route from Reno to Portland waiting for me to text message him the verdict to his cell phone. We really don't give a shit... just curious as to the outcome. Just ran upstairs to put on a shirt. Looked at the cell phone, no calls today. God forbid I should work on a Monday.
2:11pm: My girlfriend just came back to the condo. I feel like a schmuck for sitting here for an hour straight. My only saving grace is that I almost cleaned the kitchen in her absence. Otherwise, just a housewife watching gavel to gavel coverage. I've decided that I'll break away from the chronological order of the blog and end it with posting the verdict on the top of this entry. I wonder if my girlfrien will have sex with me before she goes to work. Dammit I can't think of anything else other than this stupid trial. How can I get a hard on whil thinking so much about a pedophile? Shit, give me the verdict already. Mama Say, Mama Saw, Mama cu saw.
Hold on... COUNTS 1: not guilty 2: not guilty 3: not guilty 4: not guilty 5: not guilty 6: not guilty 7: not guilty 7b: not guilty 8: not guilty 8b: not guilty 9: not guilty 9b: not guilty 10: not guilty 10b: not guilty
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