March 7

The biggest news here today is that George Murphy was stabbed to death last night and Jody was brought out here today.  Strangely, I feel more sorry for Jody than for George.  I liked George, but I felt that he was fucking up Jody’s life.  I had thought before that I would have liked to tell her to stay away from him because she was staying off drugs and after he got out of jail he was using heavily and staying at her place and beating her too I guess.  The details, I suppose, will come in tomorrow …

I defeated Moe at Scrabble this afternoon.  It was a major victory because he’s never lost a game in the year that he’s been here.  Until he played me.  I got a message today that Anne called.  I thought it was Anne T and tried to call her back, but later I figured out that it was Anne from Toronto.  I wish I could call her back, but I can only call collect and I don’t want to do that.  My mother called her when she was in Toronto this week, but got no answer.  She didn’t call any treatment centres while she was up there either which is disappointing.  It seems that I can’t rely on anyone to do something for me, and it’s so hard to get anything done from in here.

My mother told me that the cops gave 900 bucks back to [my wife], but [my wife] apparently decided that she was keeping the money.  She did eventually give up 300, but I’m not happy with that.  She has no right to take it for herself.  I’m going to call her tonight and try to straighten her out.  Sometimes she can be such a stupid bitch.  Why must she play stress?? Head games.

March 8

Well, the latest rumor about George is that it was not a stabbing, but an overdose, possibly with dilaudid.  [nurse2] was released this morning.  Even though he’s dead either way I’m glad it didn’t happen as we first thought.  This is the first I’ve heard of a dilaudid overdose around here.  I’m wondering how many deaths I would be responsible for if I were to bring heroin to the island.  Sooner or later it will come here and with the way our society’s approach to drugs are deaths will increase.  ??? Sad but true.

Nobody woke me for the gym this morning, so I didn’t work out.  I’m kinda disappointed about that.  I don’t wanna be fat.

I heard this morning, from Dave Faithful, that I may not be able to get into the Summerside Treatment Centre until June or July.  That sucks.  I hope he’s wrong.  I really hope he’s wrong.

March 9

I had another argument with [Counselor] today.  She was pissed at me for putting in silly requests (to see priest for exorcism, to see the vet because my dog is getting fat).  She threatened to send me to minimum [security] so I think I’ll cease with that for awhile.

She gave me another copy of the Corrections Act, which too was incomplete, so I persisted ‘til she gave me a good one.  I enjoyed aggravating her.  But on the bright side, she told me that there were crossword puzzles available from George N. I’ll be seeing him tomorrow. 

I’m also going to ask [Counselor] to go over some of the regulations with me, see if I can get her going again.  The other guys get a kick out of the things I do to annoy her.

I heard today that Brian S. is going to be here next week, so I expect that I’ll be able to talk with him, get some questions answered, move things ahead a bit.

Tonight I again find myself in a tangle with [Guard1], the biggest asshole here.  Seems that a request was put in for John and he accuses me of doing it, even threatened to send me to the hole.  Tomorrow I’m going to put in a request to talk to him about his disrespectful behavior towards me.  Then we’ll see him really freak out.  Ha ha ha ah ha ha ha ha ha ha

March 10

Well, this morning the shit hit the fan.  It began with being able to work out an agreement with John and Moe that one of them would confess to writing the request (“I would like to have my collection of women’s underwear sent in and perhaps add to it, if you know what I mean” – John Collins) and I would agree, in exchange, to work out twice a day in the gym under their supervision, but it was not to be. 

[Counselor] was in out unit at eight thirty and she wasn’t happy.  I was told to pack my bags and then they tried to send me to minimum [security], but I refused to go there so I was sent to the hole.  I was put in lock up, same cell as last time.

I tried to argue that I should be sent to max [security]for observation so I could smoke, but no, [Counselor] was determined that I was going to minimum [security], and until I agreed, I would stay right where I was. 

In an attempt to force negotiations, I shit on the floor and then wrote “howdy ho” on the windows and rubbed shit all around.  It stunk really, really bad in there.  [nurse1] came in and when she saw it she said, “Oh my god, is that feces?!”  She was disgusted.  Ha ha.  My strategy worked and [Counselor] came in to talk.

I agreed to go to minimum [security] since [Supervisor] was out till Friday (its Wednesday) so I would have had to stay where I was and talk to him then to get to reg or max (so they told me).  So now I’m in minimum.  All the guys support me and are amused by the situation.  Dave told me that I made the last month a lot more interesting for him, something he would never forget.  Tyler and the gang in max were asking to have me put there.  Rob and Doug are here, so I have some friends in minimum. 

I’m probably infamous among the inmates here.  I expect that it will be a while before they forget about me.  Actually, I enjoy the attention I get for the silly things I do.  Nothing I do is planned, but it always seems to blow up into a major event and unfortunately leads to me being transferred.  I haven’t done anything serious or bad, so I don’t expect that it will affect my parole, although we heard that Brian S. was here today and I’m hoping he wasn’t told that I was in the hole.

We had a good AA meeting tonight.  I was Chairman, got a few laughs from the crowd.  All the guys that came in I’ve not met before.  [Supervisor] M. was there.  I like [Supervisor], he’s kinda funny, good natured, fun loving.  Art from NA was there and gave a good speech, both amusing and interesting. We’re getting a pretty good crowd most nights.  I think it helps to try to put some humor into it. 

After the meeting, I talked to John.  We had a good laugh about this morning’s events.  I guess [Counselor] chewed him out pretty good.  It’s fun to be involved in practical jokes with John cause he has a great sense of humor.  There’ll be some stories to tell when this is all over.  I hope to keep in touch with John.

I’m disappointed that I got moved out of medium cause there were a lot of good guys up there.  The days were going by quickly.  Maybe it won’t be so bad down here, it’s certainly not my preference.  Overall, I don’t really mind being in jail all that much.  We made a lot of friends here and I have been enriched by them, and I’ve had some good times.  I just hope that I’ve helped to make the other guys’ time more enjoyable.