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May 1, 2016
Sunday

Come back from the visit. I haven't felt great all day. Mentally not here. Just tired. After I eat, I'm going to bed.
Well I got my food tray which is slimy and greasy and just nasty as hell. I showed it to the sgt. who stated that he's been writing it up. Also the officer stated that the dishwasher has been broke down, and so the inmates are having to wash the trays by hand. What they're doing is washing these trays in garbage cans that have been washed out. Real sanitary! Nasty son of a bitches! I will not be accepting any more of these trays. Right now I'm going to bed, they can wake me up for bar check and weight.

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May 2, 2016
Monday

Well I wrote a grievance on this kitchen and the slimy, greasy, bacteria-ridden trays and the fact that they're washing these trays in trash cans. Which was confirmed by another officer today. When canteen was passed out. At approximately 11:15am. The warden regional director and people from Tallahassee came through. I tried to talk to the warden about these trays. He didn't want to talk about that, and got them away from my cell as quick as he could.

Right now, we have dumb and dumber carrying on a conversation about reality T.V. stars. That's more important, than not eating off slimy, greasy, filthy trays. I'm not eating off them trays. I'll eat soups and other stuff. It's getting too hot to do any cooking.

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May 3, 2016
Tuesday

Been a bad day. Recreation got canceled. But that's nothing. I got the court's order denying my appeal. Which has really pissed me off. But hey, why should I have expected anything less from this sorry low down scum bucket American Judicial System!! "Yeah, you're the best in the world at screwing people over, claiming equality, due process of law!" And you people eat up their lying, deceitful, fraudulent crap. America's the best in the world, at selling the world, this fraudulent ass façade of equality! Oh, hold on a second, there is equality. America's Judicial System "equally screws over the poor!! Appointed me incompetent attorneys and called that due process! Had the prosecutor put on lying perjured testimony, and called that due process!" I'm going to stop there. The more I think about it, the madder I get.

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May 4, 2016
Wednesday

Today is my Dad's 69th birthday. I'm going to write an organization, that fights for elderly people to get parole. See if they will help him. He's done 19 years, and he's suffered long enough.

I'm still pissed about that 11th Circuit Court's ruling. Just thinking about it gets under my skin. 'Cause they've done nothing but railroad the hell out of me for 25 years. Yes, our American judicial system is great at that. The American Justice system is a "Fraudulent son of a bitch!!" I need to go work out.

Had a good workout. Ate 3 oranges and an apple. Still not touching those food trays. They are still slimy and greasy. Plus there's mold still on the lids. I'm not eating like that. Plus knowing the trays are being washed in the trash cans just turns my stomach. Still amazes me that inmates would do that. Me, no way! I would not do that. Well not sure what I'm going to do next. Tomorrow is that Hurst argument in the Florida Supreme Court. I see them trying to find a way to justify sentencing us, under these unconstitutional sentencing schemes. 'Cause that's what it's all about justification. Damn the unconstitutionality of it!

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May 5, 2016
Thursday

Got up at 3:30. Was actually woken up with doors slamming. Guy's going out for blood draw for medical. I just finished writing a letter to Nick Evans of WFSU. I'll do a media interview with him next week. Looking forward to it. This stinking judicial system. Yeah, I've got a lot to say.

Came back in from rec. Fixed a meal. Now waiting to see if they take us out for afternoon rec. They said they were going to, but they don't always do what they say. Heard the Hurst argument wasn't all that great. David A. Davis is just not great at oral arguments. I didn't get to see it. I don't expect a lot from that Florida Supreme Court.

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May 6, 2016
Friday
I have a 1:30 P.M. Col area, no doubt it's to see Father Conrad, although it could be the media interview. I doubt it, but if so I'll be prepared. It's nice and cool in here this morning. I do enjoy these cooler temperatures. Wish it would stay like this.

I've got a couple of letters that I need to write. Need to exercise, go through some legal work. The officers are actually cleaning the halls because Warden Palmer is coming through making his rounds. I want to talk to him about these trays. I haven't touched a tray since Sunday. I'm not eating off of them greasy, slimy, bacteria-ridden trays. I've been living off Ramen noodle soups, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Not feeling too good this morning, mentally drained.

Went out to my call out, it wasn't Father Conrad, it was my lawyer, phone call. She told me she was filing for a rehearing and then cert in the U.S. Supreme Court. Doesn't matter, American judicial system. I can't expect them to do anything more than screw me over again. They're good at that. One nation under fraud!

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May 7, 2016
Saturday

Had some good exercise sessions today. Wrote a letter to this woman I received a letter from last night. I need to do some more writing. I've got several overseas letters that I need to write. I got to hear some of the Hurst oral arguments this morning. That Attorney for Timothy Hurst, David A. Davis, was stumbling around in his words, he did not do a good job. I've got to get some things ready for my interview which I believe will be Wednesday.

Waiting on the showers. This idiots have been having moronic conversations for way over and hour. These are some stupid S.O.B. I'm tired and ready to go to sleep. Just got back from the showers. Going to bed.

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May 8, 2016
Sunday

Mother's Day. Got up at 3:15, made the bunk. Cleaned the cell, washed some clothes. Just finished a sudoku puzzle. Been thinking about this appeal. More I think about it, the madder I get. Can't give mom this bad news, especially not today. To be honest, I don't even care if they execute me. It'll end my suffering in this stinking world. And God I hope there's not reincarnation. 'Cause I do not want to do this again. Guess I'll do some walking while I listen to music. About an hour, I'll bath and get ready for the visit.

Got back from the visit, then did some writing. Waiting on bar check and weight, after that I'm going to sleep. Mike Lambrix has that media interview this Wednesday with Mike Vasilinda. Which is the same day I'm supposed to have this interview with WFSU. Which I did not tell mom about. Nor did I tell her about my appeals. I guess I'll lay down and do some reading until bar check, then I'm off to bed.