Frozen Food. Well, it is 8:07 PM and we are still locked in the cells. Some fog rolled in around 2:30 PM and they started sending everyone back early. So by 3:00 PM we were locked in, and they counted us at 3:30 PM to 4:15 PM, and again at 5:00 PM to 7:00 PM so far.

The fog is still here, but I am not sure if that is the real reason for the lock-in. Certainly the extra counts are strange. They gave us a "dinner tray." Two packs of those six-cracker snack packs. One peanut butter, one sour cream and chives. One strange dessert thing. Chocolate with Rice Krispies with some chewy stuff inside. I ate all that and still no unlocked doors.

I am starving. I hit the 7-Eleven buffalo chicken with cheese sandwich. It is still frozen! But I am hungry, so I have taken three bites so far. Actually the roof of my mouth has freezer burns. There will be a whole bunch of complaints for giving us frozen food.

The real two bitches are my empty locker, no foods to be able to nourish myself, and I sort of have the shits. I am still hoping to get let out or it could be a long night. And then if we get fog in the morning, well, talk about going out with a bang!

So I ate breakfast and lunch in the chow hall and I hate the apparently empty calories. Yeah, I know, I am in prison.

I'm not sure if the mail was distributed yet. The CO has to slide it under the door, so maybe she was hoping to wait. Hold it, 8:26 PM and one letter just slid under the door. Rats, it is for my cellie! So I will have to finish this letter up, stamp it, and stick it out the door for the CO to pick up. This is going to be a long night.

Luckily, they did agree to sell me stamps since they were also stolen! So let me see what to write about.

I just took another bite of sandwich. It is still not room temperature, but not frozen. Now the sandwich is gone. Let us hope my stomach holds up till morning!
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