Saturday, January 6, 2001

It was Pérez. She’s so cool. I really like her a lot.

Mary and I played a prank on her. There’s a little corner in our cell, and a small person wedged into it can’t be seen from the door. Mary made a half-assed form of a person under her blanket, and when Pérez came around with the flashlight, she knew something wasn’t right. She told me to move her blanket, and at that point, we began giggling. She then proceeded to open the door, and just as she did, Mary darted to the toilet and sat on it as a seat. Mary said, “I was here all the time.”

Pérez said, “Oh, there you are. Guess she was standing in front of you because I knew you weren’t that skinny.”

G and S can’t wait for Palma to come back! We’ve got plans for her. This time around, I’m going to be the one to hide while Miss Balls of Brass plays dumb.

I’d be pissed if Palma ever switched to 1st shift. I sleep through 80% of 1st shift.

Mary is flattered by the new nickname I just gave her – Miss Balls of Brass (for telling Palma I had a crush on her).

It’s so much warmer here in M. I don’t need my thermal nearly as much. God, please let me stay here with Mary till I can go home!

Got a letter from Tom yesterday and I talked to him earlier. His cold is still hanging on, but working its way through.

He said he dug a huge garbage hole for the shit people dumped on our land before we got it and that he found an old toolbox lying in the road, but the tools weren’t so great.

The Kool-Aid adventure didn’t work out. My gray hairs are still gray.

My teeth have shifted back into place nicely. Had I gone another 4 months without retainers, there’d have been no way to squeeze them on and it’d be too late. I’ll probably have to wear the retainers all my life like the hygienist said I might, but it’s worth it. I’m just pissed that I finally got my teeth free of cavities just to have to start all over again because I can’t give them proper care here without my electric toothbrush and plaque sticks. I’m going to have a dozen or more cavities when I return to the dentist!

Thanks, freeloaders. Thanks a lot.

Change of shift is coming up, but I still can’t tell who it is. Whenever Palma does make it back here, it’ll be interesting to see how she acts now that she knows my little secret. Will she act differently? Avoid me more? Talk to me more? My guess is that she won’t treat me any differently.

Yes!!! It’s Palma!!!

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