Surprise quiz! Dammit, man, they sprung a surprise quiz on me.

I just got back from taking an IQ test and then a standardized reading and math test. It should be interesting to see if my IQ comes out high.

I doubt it. Besides lack of sleep and living on a no-protein diet, I just ate a starch-filled lunch. Plus, I am taking that damned sinus medicine.

But I think I did OK on the reading and the math, except that I had a mental block today about dividing fractions. For example, ¼ divided ¾ equals what?

I looked at it and I started to laugh. There were only two of us taking the test, so the "teacher" said they had a place for me if I was losing my mind.

I found out we are having more math tests tomorrow morning.

I took a heavy battery of tests when I was first arrested in 1996. They were psych-type, but I scored high on the intelligence parts.

Too bad they did not give me a warning on the IQ test. Bah humbug. Bitch, bitch, bitch. But, then again, maybe it's not such a bad thing that they do not know how smart I is.

The other serious bitch I have was her and our "babysitter" talking while I was taking the IQ and the reading test. It is really tough to take a timed test like an IQ test while someone is carrying on personal chat.

I think I will treat myself to chocolate now. Maybe I should have tuna tonight. Hey, the clams are a product of Thailand. My bit for tsunami relief.

By the way, we are only allowed to spend $25 every two weeks, but that does not include stamps. Stamps have a limit of $18 separate from the $25. Good thing, it’s a tough choice between M&Ms, Hershey’s bars, or 37¢ stamps. (SMILE)

I broke open a bag of plain M&M’s. So, it is one Slim Jim and one M&M down. I bought sixteen candies to last me two weeks, so I have two days where I can have two bags in a day.

Okay, it is 3:00 PM and we just had mail call. I got nothing from the outside, but I did get my request for status correction from the Superintendent. So, I guess that is a good thing. Hopefully sometime tomorrow I will get back a corrected copy of my time sheet.

I finished the M&M’s (plain) and checked out the Ritz wannabes. They are not bad. They come in a one pound box. In the County Jail, I paid $1.35 for only a three ounce sleeve. At least I can eat cheaper and healthier here.

I asked Mom and Dad to send fruit, carrots, and my mackerel. So, I will be in fairly good shape, eventually.

Okay, it is 7:30 PM and I am going to finish this letter off and start another. I am thinking of enjoying the smoked clams tonight but I am not sure if I should hold them for another time.

Ah, the pressure of making decisions. That is what the commissary gives. Without it, my decisions are much more limited.
  ¶ 4:23 PM