Reggie MacDonald — A Life Remembered

Yabba-Dabba-Doo

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

Yabba-Dabba-Doo

February 8

One more day closer to getting out.  But I’m trying not to get excited … we got another guy in here today.  He’s a friend of Neils from New Brunswick.  He’s ok.  I imagine it’ll stay like this till I get out.

I went to the gym tonight and got on the exercise bike for 10 minutes.  It’s a start anyway.  I also lost a game of snooker to Neil, but I haven’t played in a while … again we’re trying to get Ian and Debbie L. together for Friday.  I really fucking hope this works out …

Soon I’ll have to start making plans for when I get out; where to stay, how to make money, get my license back, and hopefully see Blue Rodeo.

February 9

Un bonjour … I called the box office, and the Blue Rodeo tickets are not sold out.  Why would Debra L. say that??  So, I’ve got 2 tickets reserved if I can pick them up by Wednesday.  But I also got work out to George to get me tickets.  I have to try and get a cancel-notice out to him.  But I’m ecstatic that I’ll get to see them after all.  I’ve been hoping or the last three months that they’ll play here right after I got out.  Yabba-dabba-doo.  I’ve got two tickets and I like to have a female to take with me, but I haven’t got anybody to ask (except Jolene) … the French girl was in today to help me out.  I have a long way to go yet, but she’s a good help, I appreciate it.

… I called home this evening.  Art didn’t say a word to anybody about the tickets and now he’s gone to Hawaii.  … Dad was really impressed with my IQ score.  I was talking with [my son] too.  I’m finding it easier to talk to him now.  I hope I’m home for his March break.  But Mum’s looking after all of [my middle brother]’s kids so it must be awful noisy out there …

Ian says he spoke to Debra L. and they were supposed to meet this evening.  This can’t fuck up again, or can it? I have little faith in Debra L., but I’ll be pretty happy this weekend.  If that goes through and I can get somebody to pick up the tickets for me.

February 10

I’ve got exactly 4 weeks left.  Two more times through the menu and I’m outta here. … I spent 20 minutes on the exercise bike this evening, at least I’m getting a little bit active.  I hope to lose some weight when I get out of here.  I mean before I get out.  After I get out, I’d like to see if I can get some diet pills.  That, to me, sounds like the easiest and most fun way to lose weight.  Ah, there’s a pill for everything.

Apparently, things worked out for Ian and Debbie Lee – can’t wait for confirmation on that.  It looks like this is going to be a most enjoyable weekend.

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