March 1

This is the month I’ve been waiting for, so long.  This week’s been going alright.  I’m feeling somewhat better these past few days although I’m a bit overanxious and today, I’ve been twitching.  I felt better on the Serax, but it was in my best interests to get off that stuff …

Lorrie and the guys have found a lot of errors and lies in the police summary (?), where the cops show how and what information they used to obtain the warrants.  Some of it looks pretty crooked and so maybe they can beat these charges.  I hope they do and furthermore I hope they make fools out of the cops …

We had this kid, Ronnie G., who did an armed robbery at the Green Gables.  He’s not getting along with anybody in the unit (he asked Whip if he could move into our unit -> no, fuck no, I don’t like you, get that idea out of your head right now …).  This evening he freaked out in his unit, banging his head on the wall and threatening to stab a pen through his heart.  This kid is fucked up.  I don’t know why they put him in max when he obviously belongs with the weirdos, well he’s in 202 now [mental area] and I don’t think he’ll be coming back here.  We all think he got off way too easy – 6 months for armed robbery!  … go figure …

I got a room reserved at McLaughlin’s the day I get out for the rest of March.  The only problem is that they want a personal check post-dated for April 1 and I don’t have any chequing accounts, but surely, I can find a way around that.  I hope so cause McLaughlin’s is a nice place to stay.  My time is so short now, just 8 more days and I’m gone.

March 2

The new remission sheet came out today and I still haven’t made the front page; I was kinda disappointed.  I guess it’s a long way to the top.  Mark, Neil and Lorrie have been going through the cop’s information.  It looks to me that the cops didn’t know what they were doing and they used weak information and lies to get their warrants.  This case could get thrown out by the judge.  I hope it does and I also hope the cops get exposed for their lies and bullshit.

Mark and Lorrie are having a hard time explaining things to Neil (“what do you call those things?” “affidavits” “and don’t they come in a box or something?” sealed package ha ha ha ha) …

Still haven’t seen any sign of Jolene – wonder what she’s up to.  I guess she doesn’t love me anymore …

I’m getting a bit nervous about getting out next week.  I really hope my parents don’t try and get too involved.  They probably won’t want me to live in town, and I just don’t want to fight with them about it.  Just don’t need that kind of stress right now.  To go straight from here to their house in Souris would be too much of a shock to my system.  But I still have time to think about it …. When I get up tomorrow, I’ll only have one week left.  It’s been a long time coming, but the countdown is on …

March 3

Getting ever closer to my release date.  This time next week, I’ll be a free (and drunk) man.  Everything seems to be falling into place.  Wayne is going to pick me up and then I’m going to see Ian and pick up some money. I have to see welfare, a doctor, and open a bank account.  With that done, I’ll be checking into my new home at McLaughlin’s …

I’ve got 6 newspapers saved up so I can read all weekend, my last weekend … the guards are calling me a short time now – I thought that would never come.

… to be honest, I’m getting tired of hearing Lorrie and Neil and Mark go over their “sealed package” (ha ha) – a few jokes about that today.  … The girls haven’t been out much lately, but they might be working in the kitchen this weekend.  I’d like to speak to Jolene before I’m set loose. … when I wake tomorrow, I’ll have only 6 days.

March 4

My last Saturday.  I suppose the highlight of the day was when I scored 5 valium.  I could have tried to make them last, at least till tomorrow, but I ate ‘em all.  Just because they were there.  I don’t even really like them.  They mellow me out but mostly they just make me tired.  I don’t seem to get high from them.  I hope I never really get back into abusing them cause they make you stupid and you don’t even realize it.  So today I just took my valium and laid around reading newspapers all day.  But I wasn’t really bored so it was ok although I wish I had saved 2 for tomorrow.

But I’m out so soon that it doesn’t really matter, just five more days. I guess I’ll call home Monday and argue about my plans for Friday.  I don’t think they’ll want me to be loose in Charlottetown, but I can’t handle going straight to Souris.  If I had my license and a car it would be okay, but for my first day out, I’d like to be free to do as I please.  Not a popular position in Souris, I expect, but that’s how it’s gonna be.  I just hope they don’t drain my bank account thinking that if I have no money, I can’t find trouble.  I can see some big arguments coming up in the next few weeks when I let them know that I think AA is full of shit.  If I can’t drink beer I might as well be dead.