I am pretty tired and yet I
am still awake at 5:00 AM. People are stirring in their beds and likely
debating on whether or not they want to be first in line for breakfast. It’s pancake
day so the majority of the yard will go. It is the one breakfast that is
actually okay and recognizable to the eye.
Yesterday was exhausting. It seemed as though every inmate
needed or wanted something so our office
continued to have a revolving door for the better part of the day. I suppose it
made the day go by faster, but it was draining. Upon my return to the dorm, I
found a letter from one of my new pen pals, Dre and that was great. I got
another quick workout in and then was asked to cut a friend of mine, Buck’s
hair.
Technically I am not supposed to cut his hair because he is white.
The ‘Head’ of the whites however, is also a friend of mine, and views me as
exempt. Imagine that! So, as I was giving Buck a fade, a couple of other white
guys asked me for haircuts as well. I
asked them to get permission and they did. Before I realized it, I had four
people waiting to get their hair cut and I am not the barber! I do however know
how to cut hair well, even though it is not my favorite thing to do.
By the time I was beginning my 3rd haircut, John could
see that I was going to be awhile so he began cooking dinner; roast beef sandwiches.
I finished cutting hair by 7:00 PM,
showered and settled in for ‘The Bachelor’. I know its terrible, but everyone
watches it. That was followed up ‘The Following’ and ‘Deception’.
I began writing Dre back around 10:00 PM and went to bed around
1:00 AM. So yeah, I am tired.
I do not have to be at work today until noon, but a friend of mine
arrived here yesterday from another yard and I need to catch up with him. I
will fill him in on everything that is going on and make sure that he has
everything he needs. I also need to pick up some things at the inmate store,
swing by property and call home to check in.
John is still asleep in his bed just to the right of me. He has
been very active in his sleep lately and even lacerated his forehead the other
night because he hit his head on the edge of his desk. It didn’t even wake him
up. I have been keeping an eye on him.
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