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03-18-12
Happy belated St. Patrick's Day! I hope someone had some green beer for me (even though I prefer vodka).
Well, I'm sorry to say this has been a crappy week. The worst part was on Thursday when they had a shakedown at 8 AM. I stay up late and sleep till 9 AM usually, so I was woken up to all these assholes screaming at us to get out. No time to brush my teeth, and we're all searched us we leave the unit and have to go to rec.
After a couple hours, we're allowed to come back to a completely trashed unit. My cell was a freakin' mess. My legal locker and a bunch of legal files were by the door and scattered on the floor. Some legal envelopes were mixed up or emptied. They took a small bag of yarn which also included three finished hats and some unfinished items that I was still working on. All my yarn is gone. They took one of my personal books, an almanac. They took a cloth bag that i kept a bunch of loose items in to keep them neat and organized, and they dumped everything. They took a crocheted flower that an old cellie/friend made for me, and the previously mentioned branch of pear flowers, plus the pencil holder that I kept them in. They took a few other things here too, and that there was no reason to take. Oh, they also took the typewriter I was using.
I felt miserable all day after this, and for a few days later. Yes, we're in prison, but it's not like I have any contraband worth mentioning, and they completely trash the place and take things which they have no business taking. They're just sadistic fucks and that's it. They stop treating us like we're human, and there's no reason for it.
I'm really regretting moving cells. This guy I moved in with is a total asshole. I should have known. He has no consideration for anyone but himself.
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