November 29th, 2007:  I received a call from Jose and he sounded extremely distraught, depressed and feeling entirely powerless to do anything other than wait for the worst to be done to him.  He has seen a number of people that are not felons being held in the same way, and all of these are GREEN CARD holders, here LEGALLY in the U.S.  It really was a hard call really to hear from him because I have been powerless and financially unable to help him out of his situation, and I wish that I could. 

February 2008: Jose was released from the Tacoma Detention Center.  He was not deported for the stolen bottle of wine that was the only charge that the ICE (Immigration Customs Enforcement) tried to use.  Since Jose is GAY he would not be a welcome returnee to Nicaraqua, so the final result.  Jose can work with a $365 per year work permit from ICE, but he cannot get a passport, travel out of the country, or become a U.S. citizen.  His rights (although those are pretty much nothing) as a Green Card Holder have been taken away along with his Green Card.  Maybe he will be able to get his Green Card again, someday, however, there is more to the story.

August 2009:  During the time he got out, Jose has pretty much stayed here with me.  He was never considered a lover or boyfriend, but he did help around the house.  However, because Jose has such a horrible problem with drugs and alcohol he had times that he was not welcome to stay at my home because Jose is someone that will blackout very quickly when he drinks.  When Jose is in a Blackout he acts like a horribly rotten person, the person that he has been raised to believe himself to be, although, when he is sober and not so completely high out of his mind he seems like a very nice, intelligent sort of person. 

However, when he is in the middle of his drinking there are some items of advice that I would give someone:

• Lock up ANY MONEY, coins, cash, anything that could be picked up and used as cash.  He WILL STEAL IT.

• Lock up ANY prescription drugs that are narcotic in nature, he WILL STEAL THEM.

• When he is drunk, it's better to just get him away from you.  He likes to try to start a fight and get physical, although he rarely does that, at least around me.  But when he is like that he's just asking for the police to be called and unfortunately for Jose, since he has a prior domestic violence conviction from a previous relationship, the police will most likely just take him.

I've attempted over the time I had let him stay with me to give him a place he could stay without having to put out sexually at every turn.  To make sure that he has food and a place that is basically safe to be him, when he's not all drunk and fucked up.  But as time went on, there were things that began occurring in the house over time.  A roommate started missing money, and brought that to my attention.  Jose admitted to it and made some sort of arrangement and payments to the roommate for those, but then again the roommate started losing even more money, $100 out of a drawer, a couple hundred out of a big change jar he was trying to save in, and of course some prescription painkillers.  The roommate, although not entirely thrilled with paying rent to stay here in his own room, decided he was going to move. 

The last straw for me, hence the webpage here, I always knew that Jose would run off with a bit of change once in a while from my desk and such.  So I began locking up my change, that is when the stealing began occurring from the roommate.  I tried to remind the roommate to lock things up, but when you pay rent in a place, you shouldn't have to lock everything up to protect it from those that live with you.  That's part of the reason you pay rent somewhere.  At least that is what I've always thought.  Then of course, since there was no money for Jose to steal from the roommate and I had just got my paycheck cashed, I had $360 in my bag (man purse), I thought about putting it away somewhere safe but thought there was no reason to hide it, since Jose had never stolen anything from my bag before that I was aware of.  Well, I was WRONG, I had called to order pizza and had to quickly cancel the order because $340 of the was gone from my bag.  The 2 $100 bills and all the $20 just disappeared, without me having to do anything at all.  I didn't have to leave the house or anything.  I just magically disappeared, and the only ones in the apartment at the time, was ME and Jose.  I don't believe that Misty, that's my cat, had any use for the money.  I told Jose that the money was missing and he of course went into the routine of "search this", "I didn't take it", "look through this", "you've been here all the time", and of course acting more and more stressed about being "accused" of taking the money, which I'm absolutely certain that he did.  He acted the same way when I asked him where all the change came from when he was in the act of packing to leave for one of his drug excursions and had filled his purse with the roommate's change, discovered a day or so after Jose had left. 

I don't know where I go from here.  I haven't destroyed all of Jose's things, I haven't thrown all his things out the door.  I had hopeed I he would have had the common sense and humanity to know that was all the money I had for the next month for food and such, which he would have benefitted, but when you are dealing with drugged out jerks, they seem to think different things for certain.