July 9

They came up with a new policy here where anybody coming in from outside or back from the kitchen is to be strip searched.  Obviously, we’re not happy about this.  They treat us like a bunch of animals here.  I expect all of the kitchen workers to quit.  I’ll be disgusted if they don’t ‘cause we shouldn’t have to put up with this shit. … I called Mike this evening.  He hasn’t sold the car yet, but he is still trying.  And he’ll help me get the 280 [Datsun 280Z] going after I get out.  About parole, he says that I should get right away if it is granted on the 19th. I hope that comes true.  Anyway, it’s down to ten days till my hearing …

July 11

Another weekend has gone by fairly.  Went by fairly well, I’m so accustomed to living in this place.  Except Friday, that is.  I was pissed off because they wouldn’t let me go for pizza.  I don’t know why John B. is such a prick to me.  I can’t ask him for help on anything. It seems that there’s no benefit to me to trying to do anything positive or productive around here …..

I was expecting my mother to come in for a visit today, but it didn’t happen.  I’m only fifty miles away but it may as well be five hundred … rained all weekend so I stayed inside watching tv and playing Axis and Allies.  I have yet to win a game of that …..

My parole hearing is now a week away and is now on my mind constantly.  John had hoped to have a hearing on the same day but they’re not ready yet.  I would have liked to see him get out the same day as myself …  probably should give Ann a call next week too.  I haven’t talked to her in a while.

July 13

I never get around to writing last night.  I stayed up late watching tv (that’s the best thing about medium) and was too tired.  Not much happened anyway.  I was wanting to talk to Jimmy, so I asked him to go to Church.  I was disappointed when he didn’t show up.  And Reuben asked me what I wanted to talk about.  Fuck him.  He’s not passing messages for me …

They’re going to let [Pauline] come to the barbeque, suprising.  I’m looking forward to seeing her and the kids.  I put in a request for Zeke too but that is unlikely.  I also put in a request for [Counselor] to explain the complaint procedures to me, but she sent a message through Warren that “I should know them”.  Fucking bitch.  I’d like to piss her off, but I don’t want to be moved out of this unit.  For now, I must bide my time.

I wrote a letter to the Chronicle Herald telling them how [Supervisor] refused to allow me to get a subscription and got the letter smuggled out unopened by the staff.  I would like to see someone from Halifax contact me about it.  Maybe they’ll give me a free subscription.  I’m planning to call one of the reporters at the Guardian tomorrow to see if I can get some attention focused on this place.  I think I’ll focus on the drug problems – George and Jessie dying, the girls (Jodi, Jamie, Amber and Tracy) overdosing and trying to kill themselves, and how they are being treated now.  Hopefully, the shit is going to hit the fan.

My parole hearing is set for Monday at 10:15, now six days away.  Brian doesn’t expect, if I get it, that I will be allowed out before the program starts.  I wish that they would let me out if only for a day when Mike is home.  As a backup plan, I asked for a T.A, but [Counselor] rejected it before she even received my application. 

I tried to call the NB Ombudsman about this, but they don’t get involved with complaints from PEI.  So far, I’ve found no effective way to place a complaint about this place.  But it’s not for lack of trying and I’m not about to give up yet.

July 14

It was really nice out today.  Altogether, I was out for three hours.  I walked twelve laps around the track.  I’m going to try to keep that up so that I can lose some weight ….

I tried to call Jim D. at the Guardian this evening but he wasn’t home.  I’d like to see him put an article in the paper about this place.  That would really piss off Verna and company.  Sooner or later my story will be told ….