Earlier (roughly 2AM), I was trying to be lame and attempting to set up the Sims 3. I had a bad evening overall, but during my attempt to set up the relatively bland game (which I fell asleep during.)
I awake to hear some yelling, which is commonplace between my mother and my sister, so I thought nothing of it. I grabbed two pillows and covered both of my ears, only to drown out the sound by maybe 1/10 of a decibel.
My sister lives with me, as does her boyfriend. Both were arrested for assault this morning (against eachother - didn't know it was possible.)
I woke up fairly clueless. I had heard some yelling and some actions, but I was completely unaware what was happening. I heard something during my sleep about "assault," but not enough to decipher what it was. Right when I woke up, my mother made me completely aware of the situation. My sister apparently initially struck her boyfriend, but it was reciprocated. I'm not sure how the police were called, since her boyfriend literally DESTROYED her cell phone. Yet, they did, and both of them are in jail for assault. My sister has a habit of dating bad men. The first was okay, but just a neglectant father. The second was literally a drug dealer, and this most recent one... well, he's about 20. I'm 22, which is strange to be older than him. My sister is approaching her thirties, by the by.
The worst thing about this is they were drinking. Completely legal and fine, but they had an additive - of marijuana. My sister's boyfriend claimed that he got the marijuana from me.... which he didn't. I've never bought it in my life, though sporadically, I did take a few tokes. The marijuana has allegedly been hidding in my basement, and if he's successfully able to attribute it to me, I don't know what I'm going to do. Even worse, it's a fourth of a pound.
I'm just a 22 year old kid. Okay, I had a DUI when I was 19 and got off softly, but paid my dues and have no offenses since. But I'm almost sure I'm not deserving of going to jail/prison because someone asserted I had anything to do with what is such a heinous crime. Marijuana use, for me, is for a very light social stimulant, but for best, the best of the best sleep aids. I'm a little on my toes right now, because I don't know how this will work out. If I'm incorrent, 1/4 of a pound is drug dealer territory, and I'm screwed, even if I had nothing to do with it. I was never a particularly huge advocate of it - I always supposed decriminalization, but I... I do not know what to think.
So I've decided to just stick to fixing up a rum and coke at 7:15AM CST to let my thoughts stray and maybe be able to ignore it. If he's able to blame his on me, my life is screwed. I have nothing to do today, so, screwed or not, I'm going to live the day as loosely as possible. Fuck the law.
Legalize.
EDIT: PLEASE rec to raise the prominence of marijuana legality in the blogosphere.
I didn't care ALL that much about it before, but I am seeing the ill effects now personally.