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I’m writing up an account pertaining to two incidents featuring ACPD Jefferson Area Drug Enforcement Task Force Officer Jonathan Seitz. Technically it’s already written, but it just comes across so flat and snooze-fest-y, one can almost hear the monotony drowning under every alphabetic character. Which is extra awful because the run-ins and aftereffects invoked such... and I especially want the narrative for these encounters with Mr. Seitz and pal(s) to be expressed in a way that when others read the sentences they’ll feel, literally feel, my emotions and perceptions. Ugh! Even this explanation is poorly lacking.
My attorney advises (read: sternly prohibits) me from discussing my pending case. Not even stating the facts! This may be why my writing is...
And also why I’m straddling the edge of an out-and-out funk. If y’all think this mere teasing on I HeArTE JADE is bad, ya don’t wanna test my rank meanness. So I’m trying to keep myself amused -- key word: trying. Alas! My usual antics don’t seem to be cutting it. I need a challenge, and it has to be fun. Any suggestions? ‘Cause I’m afraid I’m drawing a...
