Monday, January 22, 2001

I’m shocked to say that the showers were warm, even hot at times! Let’s see how long it lasts. A couple of plumbers were here again, too.

Dinner was the shittiest! We’ve had weenies for dinner, for breakfast, and for yesterday’s dinner. How many more weenies are they going to give us? What happened to chicken, burritos and beef patties? Everything’s either hot dogs or slop lately. I’m amazed we got yogurt two days in a row for lunch. This is all the more I look forward to commissary. I just hope they didn’t fuck up!

Ida described a cruise she and her husband went on. I’d love to take a short cruise!

She’s got to stop waking me up, though. I told her this can’t go on. I get enough wake-ups from outside as it is. I don’t need an inside source waking me up, too. I thought I was hyper. Well, this woman makes me seem like I’m in a coma! She just won’t sit still! She can’t be waking me up 3-4 times just because she’s up and I’m not. Except for Mary, whenever I get just one celly, they always seem to have some annoying quirk about them. Melinda talked to herself, Deanna, who’s just another just-take-care-of-myself-and-don’t-worry-about-others black bitch, was rude, and this one’s so damn animated. Way more so than even Melinda, who gave me some magazines to look through. I just look at the pictures.

Got my commissary without any problems. I got those allergy pills, but I don’t know if they’ll make me drowsy. We’ll find out when I see white Johnson do her clipboard walk because that’s when I’ll take one.

I can’t believe they actually have the heat on now.

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