The Chronicles of Ricky: 2009

2009

The beginning of 2009 I was so bored at work working at the country and in suites I started building matchstick models, I put plastic models together, and I started doing cross stitching just to help pass the time.

Hello, they used to sell the coolest designs for cross stitching at these hobby shops so now they don’t even have hobby shops like they used to

February 20

march 2009 Took down with my sister and a girlfriend db and her kids to the Springfield Science Museum. I've always loved coming here and they had a better dinosaur exhibit this time around

March I worked for Allied rehab around this time in Connecticut I remember my knee was hurting and I felt absolutely terrible at work and I still worked harder than those fat lazy slobs my manager was the biggest piece of trash. I only work for this company for a few months I got the job through Mary Walbridge because her sister was a program manager at this company and this lady had the worst attitude ever. I have never worked for a company that has helped those with disabilities that has used the word retard more than this company. I worked with some of the laziest people in the world, I got in trouble because I would volunteer to do stuff and then say I don't care. Somebody tried to call me out in front of a group of people for saying I don't care, saying it sounds terrible when you say that. And then I pointed out in front of everyone I'm the only one who volunteers to ever do anything, I don't think any of these jobs are really that big of a deal and I don't see why anyone complains. I was let go laid off not that long after that. lol

Holyoke Road race

Saturday April 18th did the Westfield wild water canoe races my brother and Joe Ferrero got first place in the Coleman class and I got 4th place with Dennis Olisky

Early summer saw a blind therapist; thought I’d someone couldn’t see me, they wouldn’t judge me by my looks. I don't know why I wasted my time, I tried my hardest talking to these people but no one ever listened. No one ever really wanted to talk. I don't even understand what therapy is all about anymore, especially now that I've figured out my issues on my own and seeing what it took for me to do it.

June in Vermont with my dad by the river we saw these butterfly's

It was around June that DB and her kids moved out and her kids moved out. Early in the school year, I was in our backyard with Darlene, her kids and Dominic, I was pulling the kids down the slide of the swing set with a fort and slide. I was yanking the kids down the slide and flinging them onto a pile of chair cushions we had stacked at the bottom. These were plastic slides, and they came in two pieces. When I put it together, I didn’t notice that some of these screws were longer than they should’ve been, it had caused the plastic to deform slightly and the tip of one screw was

At one point Darlene’s daughter got a scratch on her leg. I’m not sure where it was on her leg, but she didn’t say anything when it happened. When her daughter went to school the next day, a teacher noticed the scratch and asked her what happened, she told the teacher that she got the scratch playing on the side slide with the kids and me. That started a DCF investigation.

That woman from DCF was so rude and so disrespectful that I wanted punch her in the face. I have no problem saying that now because I’m gonna record every single conversation I have with every state worker ever so I don’t have these kind of fucking problems. That fracking bitch tried to imply that I intentionally hurt that young girl, and that I knew that the tip of the screw had began to press through the plastic, That fracking bitch told me I did it on purpose and I argued with her on the phone for a couple weeks and she insisted on a face-to-face meeting with me, Even though she already came and checked the backyard and saw what had caused the scratch. It was fracking pathetic, this screw was sticking out just enough to scratch your skin, but not enough to cause a serious Injury ever, it was close to a grain of fucking sand, but when I was yanking her down the slide, her weight and the momentum caught that spot just right.

Thinking about that fracking bitch still pisses me off. That Stupid scunt said I intentionally hurt that young girl by yanking her down the slide and not checking to see if there is a tiny piece of plastic out or noticed that it had deformed. lol That fucking bitch implied that I tried to hurt my nephew as well because I was doing the same thing with him.

It’s funny when I asked her daughter after the fact why she didn’t say anything to anyone, She told me she was having so much and she didn’t want me to stop yanking them down the slide.

Unfortunately, that ruined things with Darlene And I. It caused all kinds of stress for absolutely no reason.

June 10 found baby raccoons in the street at work. One girl thought she heard screaming and it was these little guys.

I have some video of Dom spinning around in circles here at 5 mile pond as well I'm pretty sure that's my old boat motor I'll have to look as in pictures but I used to love going to 5 mile. I still love going to 5 mile I just don't have a boat anymore.

Cool little milk snake I caught at my cousin Ellie's house

July 6 I won a karaoke contest when the Jagermeister crew came to Mingle's bar and they asked people to sing a song and change one of the words to Jager. So instead of pour some sugar on me I sang pour some Jager on me instead. It was so hot, sticky sweet, pour some Jager on my meat. yeah lol

July of each trip to Old Lyme Beach it definitely is not as cool as Misquamicut in Rhode Island I need to fix the spelling I'm not fixing that right now

This summer I started seeing a blind therapist in the same building on Maple Street in Springfield as I saw therapists as the child in second 3rd and 4th 5th grade. I was seeing therapists at BHN before this but no one ever listened to what I was saying or paid attention for that matter. I honestly can't think of one therapist who has ever truly helped me come to any realizations at all. Every single therapist I've ever talked to has tried to help me forget about my issues and try to move on without ever discovering what caused my problems in the first place. I remember feeling really stupid talking to this blind woman as well, she would have me stare at the wall and try to focus on nothing, it would never bring me any closer to any of the issues I was trying to address. If anything their stupidity caused me more confusion. I'm not sure how long human beings have been trying to figure things out or to communicate with each other, but I can assure people that a therapists are some of the worst people at communicating what human beings are actually thinking and why. It takes more than 40 minutes every two to 4 weeks to learn what makes some one tick, you need to give people homework so they can figure themselves out. How the hell can you have therapists trying to help people when they don't even understand themselves?

DB and kids move out.

July 12 This picture was taken at Misquamicut Beach in Rhode Island I'm pretty sure this is the day I met Frank

July 27 Inflatable shark I won from the karaoke contest with the Jagermeister crew

August 8 back to Misquamicut Frank and I

September I tried speaking to doctors about treating my adhd I was having trouble sleeping at the time and I was also having anxiety and erectile dysfunction but they acted like they didn't believe me. doctors looked at me and thought I was fantastic looking and I must be faking.

September 14 CT river with gang

October 24 Caught this little snake at Paul's apartment in stafford before I started becoming terrified of snakes for some reason. This is the first time in years that I'd seen a snake and picked one up. Touched a snake this small since I was a teenager

November I went to visit my uncle Chet in Austin we went to inner space cavern we went San Antonio and instead of letting me get out and visit the Alamo he just pointed to it as as we drove by lol He said look there it is and that was the end of that. lol