"There's so much good here. It sickens me." - Wicked Witch, 'Oz, The Great and Powerful'

10-23-13

Dear Readers,

Howdy!

Well, I'm sitting here at Rec killing time for some idiotic reason. They called a meeting for anyone who has a hobby craft locker at Rec. What is happening is the Rec supervisor is going thru every single locker because someone apparently stole some ceramic supplies out of the ceramics room (or someone's locker). I don't do ceramics, I crochet, and my locker is in a different room. Nonetheless I am stuck here.

My best friend and only support, Pam, hasn't emailed me since Sept. 7, and ignored my birthday on Oct. 5. She didn't forget 'cause her b-day's only 10 days before mine, on 9/25, and I sent her a card that I had someone draw and called her. This is the support system I have.

I've had this second job as "Santa Claus" ICP for almost a month and I can't wait to quit. I told him I'd finish out the month and I'm done. I can't take it anymore. My alarm goes off 4 times a day to make sure I get ready to take him somewhere, so I'm always up and down. Plus, I'm sure not willing to pay for his laundry and cleaning anymore when he makes 3 times what I do. Pass. This guy runs through ICP's and can't keep one.

The Wicca group will have our once-a-year holiday meal next week on Samhaim (Halloween). I had asked for pizza since I'm the one active member in gen pop (general population - the rest are in Maryland unit, the sex offenders unit). I have been trying to get a movie for us to watch - as they do everywhere else - but the chaplain is being a real pain in the ass and doesn't want to do anything. The one good news about the group is that a new guy arrived last month and I hope he will start attending. Unfortunately, he's even more of a novice than I am so it's still up to me to lead and to teach him the limited amount I know.

It's getting chilly here and I caught a cold this week. I really need some rest, but I can't get it with all the up and down of dealing with Santa Clause.

It's 2:13 pm and it appears there's one more guy before they start on the lockers in my art room. I've been here since 12:30p 'cause the "moves" (when we can go from one building to another) are on the half hour, and the guy started at about 1 pm. I'll be stuck here all afternoon.

(Later)

Well, luckily I made the 2:30p "move." He went thru my locker and made me take out a bunch of books I had there. Pain in the ass. I'm exhausted and need a nap, but I still have to pick up Santa at around 3:15p (it's now 2:50p), then there's the 4 pm "Count" and I still haven't showered and we'll eat shortly after that. Then Santa has pill line at 7:15 pm. I need a break.

The one bright spot of this week is that my $500 loan check will clear tomorrow. Finally.

Love and Blessings,
Kelly