About this Blog

In January of 2002, my then-fiance was taken into police custody from our home in southwest Missouri. He was transferred to the Greene County Justice Center in Springfield, MO, where he remained for over two years awaiting first arraignment, then trial, and finally sentencing. He was sentenced to fourteen months in a program known as Teen Challenge, to be followed with five years of supervised probation.

You might be wondering what the fuck this has to do with a weblog. Well, that's a legitimate question. In jail, mail is inefficient, unlike the USPS. There are extensive and seemingly pointless regulations outlining acceptable mailing material and no guarantees that acceptable mail will be acceptable anyhow. Often my letters were returned to me, and as the months went by, I stopped sending them altogether. But I didn't stop writing them.

We broke up eventually. Which is probably what usually happens and what needed to happen here, but still rather upsetting all the same. But he still didn't get to read my letters, and that's not fair because I received and read all of his.

"Okay," you interject rudely, "but I still don't see what the hell this has to do with a web log. Boo hoo, your boyfriend's in the slammer and Big Brother won't let your letters through. But what the fuck is up with the web log? They don't have the internet in jail do they?" Well, I don't know if they do have the internet in jail, but that wouldn't surprise me. The point of the web log is that he will be able to read my letters eventually. And even if I move, or something happens to those letters, they will still be there for him to read.