7 February 2019 – Thursday

497 down; 233 to go.

The more I interact with Nebraskans and the more that I watch their local news, the more they nauseate me. What disgusting, hypocritical people. I have come to hate them and their blight upon the world with a passion I haven’t had about anything else to date. They are like roaches scurrying around stupidly, grabbing whatever isn’t nailed down, without principle or focus, destroying the accomplishments of other organisms to parasitically sustain themselves. We need to build a giant roach motel for them.

Wingate: (1) lied multiple times about being “very close to work release” when he really had no idea or more likely did know, segue to: (2) “lost” my work release application, and (3) ignored the approval that I had for a second personal pass from the case manager.

My bunkmate, Zack, told me he was here on arson charges. Somehow, he skipped a real prison, which means he got some preferred or platinum level justice. In this fucked-up home of devils, you get worse punishment for private recreational substance use in the privacy of your own home than for real crimes that deprive others of their life, liberty, or property. Scummy Nebraskans.

Called DP, but that old bastard clicked to decline my call. There was some show today about how hundreds of people die or go blind every year from consuming adulterated alcohol.

I have a dentist appointment Tuesday the 12th.