March 23, 2005
My parole officer just visited to check out my new digs. I asked her what I should do when they ask me on a job application “Have you ever been convicted of a felony” and she advised to leave it blank, and if to explain if and when they actually do a background check. That way I never actually lie about it, but increase my chances of not being disqualified at the get go. I guess that makes fairly practical sense.
Yesterday was notable only in that I finished reading Joyce Carol Oates’ “When We Were the Mulvaneys,” while the ex-wife was Xeroxing every receipt, and every bill, from a 10-year marriage. She has gone through 4 attorneys, and is no acting as her own attorney. I’ll leave it to you to draw conclusions as to what this signifies in itself. She was pleasant enough to me, and somewhere down the line there’s a short story in there somewhere. All in all, a pretty easy $70, although the drive home through the rain was a drawn-out nightmare. I kept trying to remind my self of all the flowers and trees and crops that need it so much.
MCO 2005
