Stephen Newman

Random Chit-Chat by Stephen Newman

I just wanted to fill you in on the latest happenings. Nothing too exciting to report for this week.

I finish my therapy classes on Friday, and I will have completed all of my required programming. So now I can just chill until November…do a little newspaper writing, go to the volunteer mental health group on Monday (with the new clinician, Mr. Hopkins, who took over for Mr. Dodge this week) and get caught up on my reading and my stocks.

I just watched a Russian ice skater, though I’m not allowed to call her a Russian. She is an “Olympic athlete from Russia.” Her name was Medvedeva and she was awesome. I’m sort of enjoying the Olympics this year, but not as much as I usually do.

I was reclassified as minimum custody this week, so there’s a good chance I will get moved back to Boise, to the minimum security prison called “the farm” (officially called SICI). I could move as early as March. I wouldn’t mind a change of pace….and at the farm there is a little more freedom. You can go outside any time, you don’t have to wait for the hourly “movement” times. Visits also take place outside, and you can walk around with your visitors. If you’ve got to be in prison, it’s not a bad way to spend a few months. And, there would be some different TV channels, which would be a welcome change. I miss TCM a lot. We have no movie channels here, and I hate watching edited movies with commercials on channels like TBS or AMC.

Anja is working hard at her new job. I’m proud of her. Jen seems to be doing a lot better, too…I talked to her yesterday and she sounded very relaxed and happy, which made me happy. I need to continuously remind myself that just because someone isnt in prison doesn’t mean their life isn’t stressful. Life, out there, can be stressful too. I often say, “it could be worse, at least you’re not in prison.”. But in reality, for them, life can be hard and stressful too. I need to be more sympathetic. It’s just that I envy them. I envy the life of a free person. I would love to be out, sitting in my living room, stressed about money, worried about the tires on my car or my broken toe. I’d love to be stuck in traffic, or on a really bad date. These things that free-world people hate, an inmate would love. It’s all about perspective. “Nothing is either good or bad but thinking makes it so.” Someone famous said that…I believe in one of my mom’s religious science books.

Yesterday I laid in bed all day, reading more of my book, “Orphan Train,” by Christina Baker Kline. And I’m about to order some Borderline Personality Disorder books, to learn more about it. I’ve become fascinated with psychology since coming to prison. I like to understand people and their behaviors. I love to study human nature, aka peoplewatching.

I love Mae Whitman but her new show, Good Girls, looks so dumb. I’d rather just watch Parenthood all over again. That was one of my favorite shows of all time. Amber rocked! So did Max — he was one cool kid!

I got my cell searched a couple nights ago. I got a spork confiscated (I had three but am only allowed two), one of my two orange beanies was taken, some eardrops that expired a year ago, and a few old magazines. The officer asked me if it was ok if he didnt fill out the confiscation paperwork, since the items were relatively worthless. I told him it was fine. I appreciate an officer who uses common sense, even if he is only 22 years old and in charge of me. My cellmate seemed bitter that he got more stuff taken than I did. He was also mad they spent 30 minutes on his stuff but only 15 minutes searching mine. He is 36 years old but still has the temperament of a baby sometimes. He would have preferred that I had more things taken from me, just so it would feel more equitable. He got 35 years, and I only got 15. I’m sure he isn’t happy about that, either.

I need a massage. I’m putting that at the top of my list for things to do when I get out (hah…my auto suggest feature tried to tell me to use the word “some” after “get.”. Apparently it wants me to get some. Hmm). But yeah, a 50 minute Swedish full body massage would be nice. Though it is always awkward when they ask, when you call to schedule an appointment, “would you prefer a woman or a man?” If I ask for a woman, I’m a pervert. If I ask for a man, I’m gay. The only acceptable answer is, “I’ll take whichever is available.”. Then, you hope it’s a woman and it usually is. I want to get 10 massages to make up for lost time. I had an Asian woman walk on my back once. It actually felt great…but I think she was like 90 pounds.

As you can see, I have some writers block this week. If you were expecting top-quality writing, you really picked the wrong blog to read. But this is kind of more fun, right? Just hanging out in bed, chatting about random stuff? I enjoy it, at least.

I better go. My battery is at 26 percent, and I have to wake up and clean the cell at 7 am. Goodnight.

Stephen Newman
DOC #90843


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