Later on Monday, 9:30 PM. I just watched some Monday night football, took my shower, and called Mom and Dad. They are doing OK. They spent Christmas at home. They came into New York City on Sunday, saw the tree at Reckefeller Center, and took in a show on Broadway. See, they can drive to NYC but could not figure out a way to visit me? Never mind.

The bad news is they have received no mail for me. Club Fed sucks; I gave them my parent's address as my forwarding address, but they are not forwarding my mail. I am really pissed off about that. So now I need to find the address for the NY Appeals Court and let them know that I moved.

Dad did ask if I needed more money and it felt good to tell him I was OK for a bit. I told him there was not really much to spend it on. They did ask if I got the Christmas card from their friends. I told them how special it was. Hint Hint. But they did not say anything about their card.

I have read 102 pages of 375 in Dodd’s "Almost Like Being In Love." Damn, the hot air heat is on too much again, drying out my mouth and chest. Got to get them to turn it off.

10:30 PM and I actually got the heat turned off. I took some puffs on my inhaler too.

The problem with the heat is there is a real uneven distribution system. Near my end of the tier it is easily ten degrees warmer. Another improperly installed vent system.

I still do not understand why the circulating fan cannot run 24/7 and have heating or cooling kick in per thermostat. This system here is: you want air, you get heat; it's all or nothing. The real Catch-22 of course is that germs thrive better in warm air.

Damn, they already turned the heat back on. Argh! And now, they already turned down the lights. Tomorrow morning is laundry so I will have to strip my bed at 6:00 AM and wait till noon to get my sheets and blankets back.

I will hopefully be able to do some more writing, but I will be reading tonight. The emotional high of letters and books from you and the call with Mom and Dad is a lot to handle at once. I finished my last M&Ms two hours ago, so now I have to wait till tomorrow morning for the next delivery, provided they do not pull me out in the morning. Well, good night for now.

It is now morning and I only know that it is not yet 6:00 AM since breakfast is not here, but I finished the book just now. With my luck they will pull me out in a bit, but I hope not. If this letter ends here, they did.

Well, it is now 8:00 PM on Tuesday and yes, I am still here in the county jail.

I just got back from the law library and typed a short letter to the Federal Judge notifying him of my change of address. I did some more searching and still have no new information. I am halfway through a second book. I do not think I will be up too late tonight as I have not had all that much sleep today.

The heat situation here is really driving my lungs crazy. But as they say, "That which does not kill us, makes us stronger."

So, I am hopefully going to get to see First Wives Club on USA tonight and will be able to actually hear it. I am thinking it is a good movie but, after the first or second commercial break, I usually lose interest. Plus, I now have three more books to read.
  ¶ 1:30 PM