I don't like to forecast negative shit about myself, but I can't help this one. I owe a ridiculous amount of child support, and the state wants their money! Guess what? I ain't got it!

I've been out of work for over a year, mostly due to problems with my health. As you may know, I've got sleep apnea. There's times when I CAN'T stay awake. That may sound like narcolepsy, but I'm assured that it's not. I don't sleep during the evening, so I can't stay awake during the day. (I've got a machine for it that I don't use.) Oh yeah, I'm morbidly obese and I've got diabetes too.

I went to court and narrowly avoided getting locked up. I fell asleep in the courtroom and was asked to leave. I guess I snore too loud. My bad. By the end of the day, I was given a reprieve because even though I'm not working, I am taking steps to make sure my children get the money they need.

I've applied for disability. If I'm granted disability I'll get a monthly income and my children will get some kind of stipend also. Believe it or not, that was the only thing that allowed me to go home that day. I guess there's more than one kind of disability. One concerns itself with you, the other takes your children into consideration too. It would seem that I chose wisely.

The court doesn't want to hear that you have children and aren't taking care of them. Hell, who does? Seeing as I've got all these physical ailments, the magistrate ordered me to get some paperwork from my doctor saying that I can't work. Did I mention, can't work AT ALL? I don't know if I can produce a paper of that kind. If I can't, I guess I'll be a resident at the Grey Bar Hotel...

For most of my working career I've made my living driving. Chinese food, pizza, medical supplies, payrolls, tow trucks, fork lifts, whatever. This is what I do. I drive. Now that I've got this shit, I can't stay awake to drive. If I don't have a co-driver I can't drive. End of story. My work history shows this. The last time I was behind the wheel working I ran over (into) a child. That was the last day I wanted to be behind the wheel, so I stopped.

I tried other jobs. I can't stay on my feet for too long. When I do, my legs begin to tingle and I have to sit down. I guess tingling I could handle. My legs start to hurt! Or if it wasn't that, I would find myself waking up. Obviously that would mean that I had fallen asleep. Now if I can't sit for too long without falling asleep, and I can't stay awake for too long without doing the same... It would seem that I can't work right? Shit, I hope so.

The fucked up part is, that's not even what's going to put me in jail. I'm going to prison because I can't get to the court to fill out the paperwork to save my ass. I had someone that was nice enough to go and fill things out for me, but they couldn't sign my name for me. Now I have to try and get there so I can put my signature on some papers. Time is running out and I haven't done it yet. The time they gave me to accomplish everything seemed adequate at the time, but it's really not. My back's against the wall here. I've got to do something real soon or it's my ass.

I'm taking a day off where I volunteer daily to get all this shit done. I'm going to have to rely on public transportation to get there. No problem right? Wrong. I fall asleep on a city bus faster than most people fall asleep in their own bed. What do I do? Run? Turn myself in and stay until they tell me I can leave? What? Whatever they say, I hope I'll have access to the internet so I can tell you all what's going down.

HOLLA!