LJ Idol Week 10-Intrigant
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fausts_dreamI never thought that things like homelessness and beatings would become the new normal for me. But they had and the one you stirred up wasn't the first.
You thought it was a good way to get rid of me, you didn't like me because I alone among 11 men was the only one who wouldn't beg for scraps from your table, allowing you to underpay them for hard work that would have wrecked my back anyway.
But you didn't dirty your hands did you, you convinced my poor friend that because I was no longer willing to buy him Jordans or flat brimmed baseball caps and still pay for half of his food that you would be a better source of the Basketball shoes he needed to survive.
It was embarrassing that he caught me masturbating, he was supposed to be in Galveston you were absolutely in Galveston, 11 guys one bathroom, I thought covers pulled over my entire body was discretion enough, I relate it here because I no longer have the capacity to be embarrassed. He brought you into it because he was trying to curry favor with you, for more lids and Jordans. So as a reward he brought you (always hungry)a plate of ribs, you had already taken your "night meds", Suboxone a substance made to help people wean off of opioids, however a lot of people stay on it for years just out of the terror of withdrawals.
I couldn't live with you having something to hold over my head... So I told him fuck you and everyone that looks like you, knowing the probable result.
He's about five six 280 short and stout like a fire plug. He spat rib on me...then pushed me down on the bed. He made one obvious mistake,because of the way the medicine had addled him, he got too close to me to put much on his punches, and as it turns out I still take a pretty good punch.
When they finally came, they could hear the punches he was landing on my face all the way down stairs, I don't remember it but I was told I had a rictus grin on my face, laughing with just a hint of madness. Some of you can probably guess why, the adrenaline was the first buzz I'd had in almost a year.
Since I didn't throw any punches, I was permitted to stay I asked them to let my would be assailant stay. They had already heard I was helping him financially and they assumed we were lovers but one of my other friends just dissueded them of the notion, or they would have kicked me out just out of basic religious nut jobbery.
He took the $20 away from the guy who fought me that he had given him for doing his laundry I forget his excuse. The actual assailant ended up getting a small six-figure inheritance ended up relapsing and buying the instigator a $7,000 truck.
The guy who set me up got in my face and said you got the beating you deserve. That showed me he had no code, in this new weird world I'm in, a man doesn't take credit for the work of another man's fists.
I have since left the sober house, and to some extent sobriety itself though I'm not doing as bad as I was at my worst. When they told me I had gotten the beating I deserved I told him he should try to give me a beating if I require. But I wasn't going to start a fight with him, because Texas has some of the strongest laws in the nation against dwarf tossing (he is a little undersized and sensitive about it).
Since I went "out" managed to mess up two relationships, jeopardize still more. I have to look at the son of a bitch, hanging out with my old sponsor,conspicuously pious.
Someone else spat on me about a month ago, a true beloved AA superhero. Because in some circles any sort of behavior is tolerated as long as you are sober.
But know this, I remember the whole of the situation. I'm getting more sober now and regaining some of my strength. One day I'll come across him someplace that isn't the AA Hall, and he won't have my sponsor or one of his minions around him.
And no one his size has ever come close.
You thought it was a good way to get rid of me, you didn't like me because I alone among 11 men was the only one who wouldn't beg for scraps from your table, allowing you to underpay them for hard work that would have wrecked my back anyway.
But you didn't dirty your hands did you, you convinced my poor friend that because I was no longer willing to buy him Jordans or flat brimmed baseball caps and still pay for half of his food that you would be a better source of the Basketball shoes he needed to survive.
It was embarrassing that he caught me masturbating, he was supposed to be in Galveston you were absolutely in Galveston, 11 guys one bathroom, I thought covers pulled over my entire body was discretion enough, I relate it here because I no longer have the capacity to be embarrassed. He brought you into it because he was trying to curry favor with you, for more lids and Jordans. So as a reward he brought you (always hungry)a plate of ribs, you had already taken your "night meds", Suboxone a substance made to help people wean off of opioids, however a lot of people stay on it for years just out of the terror of withdrawals.
I couldn't live with you having something to hold over my head... So I told him fuck you and everyone that looks like you, knowing the probable result.
He's about five six 280 short and stout like a fire plug. He spat rib on me...then pushed me down on the bed. He made one obvious mistake,because of the way the medicine had addled him, he got too close to me to put much on his punches, and as it turns out I still take a pretty good punch.
When they finally came, they could hear the punches he was landing on my face all the way down stairs, I don't remember it but I was told I had a rictus grin on my face, laughing with just a hint of madness. Some of you can probably guess why, the adrenaline was the first buzz I'd had in almost a year.
Since I didn't throw any punches, I was permitted to stay I asked them to let my would be assailant stay. They had already heard I was helping him financially and they assumed we were lovers but one of my other friends just dissueded them of the notion, or they would have kicked me out just out of basic religious nut jobbery.
He took the $20 away from the guy who fought me that he had given him for doing his laundry I forget his excuse. The actual assailant ended up getting a small six-figure inheritance ended up relapsing and buying the instigator a $7,000 truck.
The guy who set me up got in my face and said you got the beating you deserve. That showed me he had no code, in this new weird world I'm in, a man doesn't take credit for the work of another man's fists.
I have since left the sober house, and to some extent sobriety itself though I'm not doing as bad as I was at my worst. When they told me I had gotten the beating I deserved I told him he should try to give me a beating if I require. But I wasn't going to start a fight with him, because Texas has some of the strongest laws in the nation against dwarf tossing (he is a little undersized and sensitive about it).
Since I went "out" managed to mess up two relationships, jeopardize still more. I have to look at the son of a bitch, hanging out with my old sponsor,conspicuously pious.
Someone else spat on me about a month ago, a true beloved AA superhero. Because in some circles any sort of behavior is tolerated as long as you are sober.
But know this, I remember the whole of the situation. I'm getting more sober now and regaining some of my strength. One day I'll come across him someplace that isn't the AA Hall, and he won't have my sponsor or one of his minions around him.
And no one his size has ever come close.
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Date: 2025-09-21 08:52 pm (UTC)I was reading your entry, following the storyline as one does, and then all of a sudden, Dwarf Tossing? LOL
Dan
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Date: 2025-09-22 12:41 am (UTC)Though I think that's just a slur, because 5'6" and 280 lbs. isn't a dwarf. It might be a fireplug, but it's not a dwarf.
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Date: 2025-09-22 02:34 am (UTC)Dan
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Date: 2025-09-22 10:21 pm (UTC)I'm glad you are back in Idol.
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