Fingers Crossed

Written December 9, 2008

So much has gone on over the past few days that I am going to do my best to include it all in this entry. Some lingo and terms may not make sense to everyone, unless of course you've been to jail before, so use your imagination.

Late last night I got changed from the yellow mouse to the best job crew at the farm: the Bus Wash Crew, with my friends Spanky, Rich, and our friend Domes from Green tent! Robinson took over as mouse.

Today I got taken to Western Medical Center in Anaheim instead of going to my first day of work. I thought my prayers were being answered: getting my wisdom teeth taken out finally. But alas, it was a dry run. They somehow lost or misplaced my paperwork so I didn't have any procedure done and basically spent an entire day crammed into a small holding cell with six other inmates who didn't have any work done either. Wasted day.

I get back to yellow tent to find out that my friend Rich (who was also the house rep for the Woods) had been picked up that morning to go to rehab (Hope House) that he had been waiting to get into. He left instructions that I was to take over as the new house rep in his absence. Within 24 hours I got a new job, a new bunky, and a new "political position" putting me in charge of all the white people (aka Woods) in the yellow tent.

Although I am happy my good friend Richard got out, I am still going to miss him. And on top of that, as soon as he is not the rep, all kinds of drama and tension comes about with the Southsiders. I wish I could fully describe the events going on here. There has literally been enough activity over the last couple days to film a movie. God willing someday I may. But for now I have to get back to joint because I hold keys here now and there is too much going on here for me to be writing all day.

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I go to have my first day at Bus Wash tomorrow with Spanky and Domes, and from what I am told I hit the jackpot of jobs. I am excited and nervous for it, but I am sure it'll be alright. I am still having a lot of times when my emotions are all over the place, as I am sure you could tell from my previous entry. So just keep praying for me y'all.

And what's up Tex? You're out on the streets right now you redneck! Stay cool and stay outta jail brother. I love and miss you. I will write tomorrow about my first day of work. Fingers crossed it's all it's cracked up to be.