02/22/12
Happy New Year!
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Today is the first day of the Tibetan New Year according to my calendar from the Liberation Prison Project, a Buddhist group (http://www.liberationprisonproject.org/index2.html). It's a really nice calendar and gives daily advice on what to expect according to the elements for that day.

In any case, it's the Year of the Dragon. Yeah! It's my understand that the Chinese New Year was last month, and I don't know the difference. But between the two, it's not definitely official.

The new moon was yesterday, and I definitely prefer the waxing of the moon over the waning. It always seems like a much better time.

I had to deal with my POS (piece of s-) counselor this morning. I had sent him several requests, commonly called copouts, for a copy of my inmate account statement as I can file yet another court case. Any other counselor would print it our and send it in the mail. Not this punk. He sent a reply to one of my copouts yesterday stating that I needed to come to his office and ask him for it personally.

Well, that wouldn't be a problem if we were in the same unit, as is customary. However, when I got out of the Hole (segregation) in December, I was put in another unit with the three other guys who got out 'cause supposedly Virginia was full. The units here are named after schools in some conference, perhaps the ACC. I'm now in the Georgia Tech.

Anyway, when I lived in Virginia, you could never catch this a-hole in his office. So now that I'm in GT, I'm supposed to somehow catch him and then most likely get stuck in Virginia for an hour until the next move. There are ten-minute moves every hour when you can go to other buildings.

Fortunately, I was very lucky this morning. I had to drop off some legal mail at 7:30 AM and I was able to get out and make it to Virginia. He was actually there. Shock! I officially missed the move 'cause it ended before I left, but the CO (officer) let me go back to my unit.

Still, there was no reason for all of this BS. Plus, the counselor here in GT refused to print out my account statement yesterday even though it only takes thirty seconds. The people here are freakin' worthless slime who go out of their way to make our lives miserable. Excuse me, more miserable.

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03/08/12
Another fine example of BOP stupidity. Recently, I was paged over the intercom to report to Rec. OK. So I drop everything to make it on the move.

When I got to Rec, I'm told that a staff member "shook down" my hobby craft locker and confiscated what? Hobby crafts. These were things I made, crocheted items, which are in a box for me to mail out. I was waiting to mail them out for a few reasons: for the money to buy stamps, until I had used up the remainder of my yarn and had a full box, and also until the person I wanted to send them to was placed on my visitor's list since you can only send things to people on your visitor's list. This is all common sense stuff.

And where else would I keep hobby crafts except in my hobby craft locker. DUH!

Well, they are all now in the Rec staff office and will continue to sit there until at least another week when I have the money to buy stamps to mail them out.

These people are so incredibly stupid.

Well, it's the night of the full moon. I love the full moon. Unfortunately, we now have to go there the waning moon for the next two weeks. I hate that time of the month. I always feel like I have to lay low during that time. Then the new moon comes and the time is right again.

A couple of days ago, I moved cells. I'm now with a white guy whom I know from the Virginia unit. He also went to the Hole and was moved here when he got out. He's big and muscular, and I love that. Unfortunately, I had to move to the top bunk.

It's a rare thing to find a guy, especially a white guy, who is willing to let a gay guy move in with them. Most all guys absolutely DO NOT want to allow a gay to move in 'cause they're concerned about being branded as a fag themselves. This guy doesn't care and has a horn dog reputation anyway.

Some of you may have noticed the "especially a white guy" thing above. I've thought about addressing racial issues in prison, but an loathe to do so. I already know that once I do, I'll be branded. Some of the best friends I've even had have been black (or otherwise). However, since you're in prison and have to live with rude-asssed people who demand respect for themselves, while showing none to others and who CONSTANTLY scream even if they're standing right next to each other, I challenge you to not think otherwise. I still do have friends of all races, but it depends on how they act. There is a tendency among certain groups of people to act a certain way, often badly.

Now, white guys in prison are usually the least accepting groups of people. They especially hate "fags". I don't get it. I'm like, "Dude, at least I'm white, I'm respectful, and won't rip you off like these other guys. What's your problem?" Whatever.

XOXO
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