Aaaaaaaaaaand she’s back in jail. Or out of jail. Or in jail. I don’t know, I can’t keep up. I guess I feel a little sorry for her though. She’s not any worse of a person than I am, and it’s not like her life has ever allowed her the chance to interact with reality. I know, I know, she brought it all on herself. Right. But I still feel sorry for her. I wouldn’t want to be shuffled around from house to jail to house to jail like this.