I can’t even explain how incredibly ANGRY I am. This is supposed to be the best time of my life. I just bought an awesome new car, I’m in escrow for my first house, I’m in love with the person I’m going to spend the rest of my life with, my business has grown beyond my wildest expectations, for the 1st time in my life, I have a decent amount of money saved and…I’M INCREDIBLY FUCKING PISSED OFF.

While all of these amazingly awesome things are happening, I just can’t get over the pathetic loss of control of one Carlsbad police officer. Essentially, what happened that night was that my big mouth embarrassed officer (edit: I removed the officers name until I get the correct spelling) to the point where he lost control. He was so pissed off that I called him a moron and flipped him off in front of a group of people that he tasered me THREE TIMES and arrested me. Obviously, tasering a 118 pound girl with no reason is not really acceptable, so he made up some charges in order to arrest me and to try to (weakly) justify his actions. I’m being charged with the following three crimes:

- Drunk in public

- Trespassing

- Resisting arrest

Can someone please explain to me how I could be “drunk in public” and “trespassing” at the same time? Any one? And for the “resisting arrest” charge, that is just fucking pathetic. I stand 5’6″ tall, weigh 118lbs and I got hit from behind by someone that did not identify themselves as a police officer. Yes, I was slightly dazed and tried to get to my feet. I hardly think that should scare a police officer enough to think that his only resort was to taser me while I was layed out, face down on the sidewalk and he was on top of me.

I spent 2 hours in the hospital. When the officer took me to the hospital for “routine vitals” since I got tasered, my heart rate was DOUBLE what it normally is and the doctor would not release me. Since drinking fluids did not bring down my heart rate, I had to be hooked up to an IV. When that still did not bring my heart rate back to normal levels, I was given a drug test (and, yes, that came up 100% clean, of course).

There’s plenty more to this story that will make you think, “You have to be fucking kidding…”, but the more I talk about it the more pissed off I become, so I’m going to try and get some work done before I toss and turn and continue to stew about this…In the begining I was (almost) fine because I believed in the justice system and thought that the officer that did this will get what’s coming to him because HE IS GUILTY and I AM INNOCENT, but the more I think about it and the more stories that people tell me, the more worried, sad and angry I get. I tried asking some simple questions to the police chief of Carlsbad and he was totally rude an elusive. He told me that I could not get a copy of my police report and that I would have to hire a lawyer to get it (which is complete bullshit). So basically, to defend myself against these incredibly stupid, false charges, I have to hire a lawyer and private investigator, which will cost me about $20,000 out of pocket. Which I might be able to recover a year or two down the road, if I sue the Carlsbad Police Department. But, winning a case would mean that the judge and jury would have to believe me and my witnesses over a police officer and his witnesses. Even though I am an outstanding citizen and Carlsbad business owner, I am instantly at the disadvantage of a cop that will obviously lie in order to save face.

Now can you see why I’m incredibly fucking pissed off?!

After I got arrested, I got to kick it in the drunk tank with a few other women. One women had been pulled out of a ditch where she was passed out and had thrown up all over herself. Apparently she had just come from a Christmas party and was wearing a red velvet skirt and a wife beater (covered in puke, at this point). Another women was most likely homeless and definately crazy. One minute she was calling us bitches and the next she was telling us “God bless you”. She had obviously been there before as she was smart enough to steal all of the toilet paper to use as a pillow. Another women I was talking to started drinking vodka at 8am that morning and didn’t remember anything after 11am. She didn’t even remember getting arrested or booked into jail.

One thing that I found especially interesting was that these women (all self proclaimed alcoholics) were given medication by the jail so they wouldn’t feel sick. By 6am they were all pacing around, calling the nurse and saying, “Oh my god, I’m going to be sick if they don’t get me some meds!”. Well, no fucking shit, you’re going to be sick, you just told me that you drank a GALLON OF VODKA today. Maybe if they didn’t medicate these people, they would learn their lesson and that alcohol =’s hung over at some point. But then, what do I know. Apparently I’m a criminal…haha

So I just got back from jail. Sitting in a holding cell and staring at a wall for 10 hours is boring.

What do you think of my mug shot? It was taken at 3am, since I had to be held at the hospital for 2 hours since I got hit with a tazer three times and they couldn’t get my heart rate back to normal. I guess a 118lb girl really scared the cop that arrested me. The poor guy is already the laughing stock of the police dept…haha. Any how, more on how I ended up in jail later. I have to get back to work. I was without my computer for almost 24 hours and I have work to do!