Tom sent me a great letter. It always makes my day to hear from him. What makes me all the more grateful to get his letters is knowing how much he hates to write. Or type, in this case.

He told me about installing cameras at work, the steady rain they’ve had, and how he can’t wait to do a regular grocery run on the 27th.

I’m surprised he’d say that. I’d think shopping for one would be easier.

Fell asleep last night around 2 AM. I slept through underwear, gown and towel exchange, believe it or not (I’ll wash my underwear in the shower). The nurse woke me up, then brunch, then it was my hour out. I was second. I told Kitchen that all I was going to do was sweep, then I was going back to bed. So, I swept the cell, slipped my ham to Peaches, then exchanged books with Jamie. She gave me a book about a haunted mummy. It’s good so far. So I’ll have read 5 books the whole time I was here.

Just when I didn’t think I’d fall back asleep, I did. The juvi started singing at what I think was around 11:00, so I put the earplug I made out of a pad in my ear and fell back asleep right away (I also put a piece of cardboard in one of the vents). At first I thought – oh, no! You mean this thing is going to sing from 11 AM to 11 PM, rather than 2 PM to 11 PM? But I haven’t heard it since I’ve been up. Amazingly, I slept till 2:15! I haven’t slept that long since A Tower.

I could’ve strangled that juvi last night. She was banging on her desk (she’s alone over there now) to get her friend’s attention and that stupid idiot did it right as Jones walked by, too. Jones told her to shut up. Then for some strange reason, the juvi asked me if my lights were on. I gave her back her own shit too, and sang to the radio real loud. I just didn’t want to do it with Tiffany here and blow her eardrums out.

When Sarah was out sweeping, I asked her why she moved. She said she and Jamie were still friendly, but two bipolar people in the same cell couldn’t cut it. I think Jamie’s more like tripolar.

I told Johnson about Tiffany being here until she decided she wanted a bigger room. I also told her how we decided she’s one big old teddy bear once you get to know her. She said she’d rather be called Teddy Bear than some of the other names we’ve come up with for her.

Although Palma will always stand out in my mind when I remember these DOs, and although she is attractive, my fondness, as well as attraction, for Teddy Bear is growing by the minute. At least she’s got character along with her looks, but Palma’s all looks and not much personality. I appreciate some of the things she’s done to help me, but that’s about it. I’m really into Teddy Bear now, and much more so than I ever was with Palma.

You lose, Palma!

For the first time, Teddy Bear guessed how many days I had left and was right when she said 19.