My OperaGraybar Hotel
Wednesday, June 21, 2006 5:10:43 PM
Hello folks (folk? I'm not sure how many read this silly little blog of mine),
Sorry for being missing in action, but I've been in the lockup. You'll see the required disclaimer at the end of this missive.
Being caged for a longer duration than I've ever experienced is certainly a change of pace for me. Before, I've always been in short-term detention, never for as long as this time. My previous record was about a week.
The food here is terrible, I can see that, but they keep is doped up on Duvantin, so I don't really care what the food is like. I'm not really all that hungry, so I've lost quite a bit of weight. I would eat more, even as bad as the food is, but if I get hungry, the Duvantin dulls it and I don't really notice.
It seems the population here has a certain "initiation ceremony" that new inmates have to go through. It involves getting beaten to a bloody pulp, and having the toenail from your right big toe ripped out. That's a good thing and a bad thing. Now that it's gone, I won't ever have to have it done again, no matter where I end up. I don't have to toe the line like a newbie would. (That's some jailhouse humor.)
Actually, though, this is a pretty easy place to live. Nobody really cares about much (Duvantin again), even the guards. There's very little crime, and what little there is is caused by those that sell their Duvantin pills to other "residents." Because they're not on it, they're a bit more active and therefore a bit more likely to get into trouble. Not to mention that selling Duvantin is a crime in the first place.
And because of the Duvantin sales, we sometimes have a dead Duvie on our hands. The guy in the bunk above me died a few days ago, but nobody noticed until he started dripping on me through his thin mattress. They scooped him up, hosed off his mattress and moved someone else into his bunk. Once the mattress dries it won't be so bad for the poor sap.
Okay, my 10 minutes of computer time are up. Until next time...
Grant
** This communication has been reviewed and cleared by the Department of Public Oversight, Division of Social Education. Certain words or passages may have been redacted for security. **
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Sorry for being missing in action, but I've been in the lockup. You'll see the required disclaimer at the end of this missive.
Being caged for a longer duration than I've ever experienced is certainly a change of pace for me. Before, I've always been in short-term detention, never for as long as this time. My previous record was about a week.
The food here is terrible, I can see that, but they keep is doped up on Duvantin, so I don't really care what the food is like. I'm not really all that hungry, so I've lost quite a bit of weight. I would eat more, even as bad as the food is, but if I get hungry, the Duvantin dulls it and I don't really notice.
It seems the population here has a certain "initiation ceremony" that new inmates have to go through. It involves getting beaten to a bloody pulp, and having the toenail from your right big toe ripped out. That's a good thing and a bad thing. Now that it's gone, I won't ever have to have it done again, no matter where I end up. I don't have to toe the line like a newbie would. (That's some jailhouse humor.)
Actually, though, this is a pretty easy place to live. Nobody really cares about much (Duvantin again), even the guards. There's very little crime, and what little there is is caused by those that sell their Duvantin pills to other "residents." Because they're not on it, they're a bit more active and therefore a bit more likely to get into trouble. Not to mention that selling Duvantin is a crime in the first place.
And because of the Duvantin sales, we sometimes have a dead Duvie on our hands. The guy in the bunk above me died a few days ago, but nobody noticed until he started dripping on me through his thin mattress. They scooped him up, hosed off his mattress and moved someone else into his bunk. Once the mattress dries it won't be so bad for the poor sap.
Okay, my 10 minutes of computer time are up. Until next time...
Grant
** This communication has been reviewed and cleared by the Department of Public Oversight, Division of Social Education. Certain words or passages may have been redacted for security. **
21062006-8113
