(FINAL BLOG DURING HOUSE ARREST ALERT!!!)
I called my probation officer when I woke up this morning (obviously I could barely sleep, knowing that I would be released back into the wild of Los Angeles in the morning!). He deactivated the GPS on my ankle bracelet and told me that I could take it off with a screwdriver before he arrived to collect it, along with my final reporting paperwork.
I couldn’t resist the urge to film the occasion! RIP, you little bastard.