I read your letter before coming down, and scanned the attachments. Hmmm, a blog from Lusty Lady
. I did not get a chance to read it yet. I could have stayed home and read it, but then this letter would not have occurred (at least not in this typed form).
I also lost my coveted single cell, so I will not be alone tonight. The guy who moved in is Spanish, and was recommended by the inmate that I work with down here at Rec. Maybe I will get him to teach me some Spanish? Probably not.
I am going to treat myself to some pepperoni and cheese wraps and then spend the night regretting my gluttony and the fact that I now have a cellie. Hmmm, maybe I should skip the wraps.
So I finish off my work for the day, and then at 11:30 AM, hit the commissary. Another bummer about last night was the fact that I was out of Diet Coke and had no chocolate to serve as comfort food. So at the commissary I ended up overloading on the treats: six six-packs of Diet Coke, ten M&M’s, five Hershey bars, and five 450-calorie, single-serve doughnuts. As I unpack the goodies and repack it into the locker, I have one Hershey bar, one doughnut, and one Diet Coke. I return to Rec and share the quart of sherbet with a coworker.
Can you say "up the blood sugar?"
Oh yeah, right before I left to go to the store I had my usual rice and mackerel. I had a bag of M&M’s and another Diet Coke around 2:00 PM, and then headed back to the unit at 3:00 PM for the count and another Diet Coke. Now it is 6:30 PM and I am nursing a regular Pepsi (a freebee, but I prefer Coke) and yet another bag of M&M’s. Yeah, not quite as extravagant as a sushi lunch, but one works with what one’s got. I would prefer the fish. This reminds me of an hour or so I killed at the raw bar eating clams on the half shell and jumbo shrimp at a Comdex I attended down in Atlanta many years ago.
Ah, the good old days of living on an expense account!
I am beginning to feel a little better. I know I have mentioned before the lack of any caring humans to be able to reach out to and get support from. The Doc is a real gift. True, she is paid to listen to me, but at least she makes it appear she cares. I think I might have mentioned my friend Dave, the one person that I was actually able to share all things with. He was shipped to another institution a while ago.
Hmmm, I am running out of storage space on this typewriter. I will not have time to retype this, and I am doing some corrections as I go along, so I am now typing without storing. Between the re-editing and over six minutes per page typing speed, let us just go for it.
Wait I minute, I am sitting here typing this letter when I could have been reading Lusty Lady. Hmmm, what was I thinking? (That is also the title of a current country music song.) Yeah, is not every sentence a possible country music song?
Actually, I have been listening to either one or the other country music station as I have been typing this. NPR
is all news and the damn oldies station is all that is played in the tiny two inch speaker clock radio. It kind of ruins the music. My headphones are nowhere as good as yours. They are Koss CL 20. They are all plastic and carry all sorts of "noise" of the headphones themselves, but they do shut out the outside noise. Let me know if you can find them on the web. They charge $29.99 for them here. You can probably get them for $9.99.
It is now 7:08 PM and I am going to take a walk for a few minutes. Not bad, I have not gotten up since I started typing this. Not bad for ADD.
Should I get back to typing to you, or read Lusty Lady?
Will she be there at 8:30 PM?