According to white Johnson, we’re expecting a lot of new people in here tonight. So Jackson wasn’t kidding about people waiting to come over from A. I asked Johnson if I were getting a new celly tonight, saying I hoped not and that I hoped I wouldn’t get any psychos.

She said, “I don’t know. That depends on who I get.”

That felt good to hear. It made me feel like she was looking out for me and wouldn’t throw just anyone in with me.

I told Johnson that if a Rosa G came in tonight, I’d take her, but other than that I hoped to stay alone. She said she’d keep that in mind, but if I had to guess, I’d say I’m looking at another night alone because I doubt they’ll ship over 6 people at once, which is what it’d take to fill every bed. I think the empty bed in here will be Johnson’s last choice to fill, and I know Rosa isn’t coming. If she were, she’d have been here by now. It sucks, though, knowing it’s only a matter of time before there’s a fight in a big cell, and I’m going to be the first one they try to toss over there. Or, I’m going to get lucky enough to get a good celly and I’ll lose her in just a few days. Maybe it’ll be the other way around. Maybe I’ll get another Nancy threatening me and the only place to run to will be a big cell. Or maybe I just won’t run the next time. Maybe I’ll just stand my ground, fight the bitch, then go to A Tower.

Even the newer mattresses are going flat. I’m on two semi-flat newer ones till I get a celly or move from this cell.

I slept better last night (7 hours). When I awoke, I didn’t have any bad vibes and as it would turn out, I never saw Jackson hanging around at all today.

I keep thinking about my visit with Jackson. Just what the hell was that all about? Tom said he doubts it had anything to do with me, and I would think it wouldn’t. After all, my worst crime in this place is having pens and extra towels and shit like that. I certainly don’t have a pen now, and would probably say no if someone offered to sell me one. It’s not worth the risk. Thank God I mailed home that list written in ink when I did, too.

Tomaszewski said she was getting a new computer after I commented about how I missed mine when we passed by the juvie’s computer room. She asked me what was good to get. I was on my way to see Tom and told her I’d ask him. Afterward, I told her he said Compaq or Dell was good and to get a deal from them.

The coffee cart didn’t come at all today.

Mena gave me my printout last night. There aren’t any holds on me, so that’s good. I’ll just have to hope and trust that they’ll let me out of here on 4/29 and not pull any more shit on me.

We had spicy burritos for dinner. I managed to eat them, but what is it with everything being so spicy these days? Even the potatoes were spicy.

I took a nap this afternoon. That was before Myra’s loud mouth woke me up on her hour out and right before Tomaszewski got me for my visit.

This weekend I’ll be down to the 40s! Can’t wait to go home to that man I love and miss so much!