February 19

Got moved to medium this afternoon.  I’m back in the centre unit with John M., David W. and Dwayne M.  John gets out tomorrow, so they’re only to be the three of us.  It’s so much quieter here, so much better.  I know all the guys here, so everything should be fine.  I know just about everybody in this place.  They all seem to like me.  I’m a likeable guy.

Yeah, so the weekend is here, I’m gonna relax, gets lots of sleep and the time is going to go by a lot better.  Eventually, I’ll get out and everything will work out fine, just fine.

February 21

Everything’s all right in this unit – lots of peace and quiet.  Although I would like to see John and some of the other guys move in.  But for now it’s a lot better than minimum.  I’ve been doing a lot of reading since I got here (Kuko ??).  Art was here today.  I asked him to do me a favor, but I’m not really counting on him.  He’s not that reliable.  At least he came to visit anyway.

Goodwill group was here for AA tonight (Frankie and Alan).  Short meeting – just the way I like ‘em.  I read the promises backwords 12-1 just to be different.  I expect that soon I’ll be Secretary or Chairman.  Sounds a little bit interesting.  Hope I can make some progress on my parole application this week I gotta get outta here.

February 22

February will soon be over.  I hope this week is the week when I finally can submit my parole.  If I can get accepted by the treatment centre, I should be out sometime in May.  I was able to ask [Counselor] to call the treatment centre in Waterloo today.  Hopefully she will have some good or at least promising info for me tomorrow.  I think that perhaps I will write letters to some centres in Ontario.  What have I got to lose.

[Guard1], the asshole, is back to work here now.  So far, we’re staying out of each other’s way.  Saw the guys from max [security] in church tonight.  John, Rob and Genie are moving down here so things are looking up for later this week.  Also, a hint of some drugs soon.  The longer I stay here, the more I see that I liked my old way of life, the more I’m losing interest in sobriety and all the bullshit associated with it.  There is some temptation to say, “Fuck the piss tests” and just do my time and see what happens when I get out. Although I would [like] to carry out my plan to move to Ontario, I hope I’m not just wasting my time trying to work it out from within this place.  Time will tell ….

February 23

Got news from Waterloo (via [Counselor]).  It looks like I could get in, but I would have to go to Ontario to find out, so that isn’t much good for parole.  So, I called Freddie and asked him to look up some addresses on the internet on the internet.  He said he would, but he didn’t seem very interested in talking to me.  I wonder what’s up his ass.  [Counselor] seems reasonable to deal with.  I’ll see how she really is when I question her about the book policy and the eyeglass policy.  They should be able to pay for glasses for me if they can afford to pay thousands for the new desks they just received here.

I have a bunch of phone calls to make, but I didn’t get anything done the past 2 days cause [Guard1] is working and I don’t want to ask him for anything.  I’m getting anxious about the interview for the detox which I’m expecting and hoping for this week.  I was planning to tell off Wayne C., but now I think it might be best just to play along.  Sometimes you just have to play the game.