September 12, 2017
Today I feel blah. It's crazy how one person, in that case a real asshole of a guard working our pod, can ruin the entire day for 40 plus people. This dude is going out of his way to mess with people for no other reason than it appears to give him a tingle in his penis. A real jerk.
I'm trying to get through it and ignore the chaos that he's created, but every time this asshole passes my cell I just get frustrated and angry. What's wrong with some people ? I hope he's not working on my birthday. That would blow. I just need to make it to 4 p.m. and some good music will hopefully settle me down.
September 11, 2017
My weekend was pretty typical, nothing exciting to write about there.
I went outside earlier today and it felt fantastic. I was scheduled for a day room inside but when the officer came back and told me there was an outside opening I jumped at the opportunity. Fall is my favorite season and even though we still have a week and a half till it officially begins, it felt as close to fall as it possibly could in Texas. It brought back a lot of memories of fall in Kentucky for some odd reasons.
I had an interesting conversation about the U.S. jury system with the guy I was outside with. When a person goes on a jury trial it's supposed to be a jury of your "peers" but that is rarely the case. In a case such as mine where there were 6 individuals being tried for the same crime it wouldn't have been out of the realm of possibility that the actual shooters in the crime could've been given a life sentence, while the non-
September 4th, 2017
Labor day and still trapped in the cell. I woke up at about 4:30 a.m. when the guards were passing out our "breakfast": two rock-
The holiday weekend has been so slow. I think being on a quasi lockdown has added to the feeling. Today is 9 days of being trapped in the cell. I was really fortunate to get out Saturday night for a visit but other than that I've just been laying around doing absolutely nothing. Happy holidays I suppose.