Reggie MacDonald — A Life Remembered

I May as Well Be on Another Planet

Jail Diary — In Reggie's Own Words, 1998–2000

I May as Well Be on Another Planet

February 4

February 5

Forgot to write anything yesterday.  So bored I slept all day.  The days can be so long in here.  Nothing much happened yesterday.  Mum and dad came to visit that’s about it.

I don’t look forward to the weekend.  There’s nothing to do here.  Not very many guys I want to hang out with.  I saw “cracks” over in the other unit, here for the weekend.  I’d like to talk to him, but we’re not allowed to associate with the weekenders, we don’t even eat at the same time.  I find minimum to be just as strict as max, always locked in, tv off at eleven.  It’s supposed to be more lenient in here.  Joyce (guard) is getting on our nerves.  She’s always in the unit playing cards, telling us we are too loud, etc.  I might talk to Elsie about it, but I don’t want to be labeled as a troublemaker here too.

Finished first week of alcohol course.  Kind of boring at times but I got through it, need it for parole.  I’ve applied to Summerside treatment centre now.  Hopefully, they will accept me so I can get on with the parole.  A bunch of guys got parole this week (Noel, Jerry, Gill, Dean, Rob (I think he’s still in the hole), Doug MacKinnon).  I should have been one of them except for all this bullshit with Charlottetown Detox.  Wayne C., I now believe, is an asshole.  Looks like I will be here for at least three more months.

February 6

What a long fucking boring day this was.  There’s too many in our unit but not enough to talk to.  There’s a few of them leaving next week and maybe somebody new and interesting will move in.

I did some writing today, 5 pages, I figure if I could write 500, I’d have a book, but what would I fill 500 pages with?  Although these five came out pretty easy.

Got a call through to Anne today.  Said she’d be out for a visit tomorrow night.  I think I’m in a craving.

Heard some news tonight that might be good news.  The next parole hearing is in April.  If I get my shit together in time, I should be out by May.  But if not, the next hearing isn’t until July.

February 7

No visitors again today.  Nobody showed up.  [my wife] was supposed to bring in [my son] and [my daughter].  I guess she’s playing some sort of head game.  I just don’t understand.  Anne didn’t show either.  I guess I’m not surprised but I was hoping.  I’m only 10 minutes out of Charlottetown, but I may as well be on another planet.

Leonard and Trevor were at the AA meeting.  Trevor spoke.  Good to see him.  Too bad some of the others didn’t come out too.  I guess I’m out of the picture – pretty much forgotten.  Just glad the weekend is finally over.  Hope next week is better.

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