January 21

 My 90th day here and still I’m no closer to getting parole.  I’ve decided to change my strategy and make plans to live on PEI which I will after I get out.

My mother was here this afternoon.  It was a max visit since [Supervisor] didn’t get back to me about an open one.

Thought I might get hold of some pills tonight, but it was not to be.  Maybe that’s a good thing, but it doesn’t seem like it.  The other guys are pretty disappointed.  We don’t have much to look forward to in here.  Drugs are very desirable.

It seems that we’re all getting sick of board games.  The ones we played today ended poorly. I’m glad that tomorrow is Friday, as I’ve come to look forward (sort of) to the weekends in here.

January 22

I got kinda pissed off playing cards today.  Sometimes Tyler can be a bit hard on the head.  So, I took a long nap which I may regret if I have trouble sleeping.

No drugs arrived so we didn’t get high, but I would like to see some before John goes to court.

Called Wayne tonight but he wasn’t home.  Must talk to him soon, see what he’s up to.

[nurse1] seems kinda cold to me when she brings the pills now.  I hope she got in shit because of my letter.  I mean, because of the way she behaved.  She was working tonight which is unusual for her.  Her schedule has been kind of erratic this week.  I wonder what’s up with that.

January 23

Again, we played games all day.  We learned a new card game – prediction.

At lunch every put their deserts – pudding – on my tray.  I think they’re trying to get me fat.  It was good that I ate them cause we had stew for supper.  Garbage.

My mother told me tonight that a meeting is planned on Monday with her, Dr. Smith, Lorrie, [nurse1], [Supervisor], and Verna.  Sounds kinda strange to me.  I’m not sure what it’s about but I haven’t done anything wrong so there’s nothing to worry about.  But I’m curious.  Maybe somehow, it’ll help my parole.  I’ve been here for three months now, and I can’t even send in the application yet.

I think I’m allowed an open visit tomorrow but I don’t know if anyone is coming.  I thought mum was going to bring Steven and [Valerie] but she’s working tomorrow evening so I don’t know.

January 24

We were watching a tv show about Angola Prison in Louisiana tonight.  Makes me glad to be a Canadian and glad to be a white guy, of course.  Things could be a lot worse.

No visitors today.  I didn’t really expect anyone, but I was hoping someone would come.  So quickly we’re forgotten.

I went outside again today.  Yesterday, John and Tyler dragged me out.  I had made a commitment to myself not to go outside till spring but uh, well, they wanted me to come out.

Tomorrow is the day of the meeting.  I wonder what it’s about.  I wonder …