I've spent two years in prison relaying stories sent by letters to a blogger about my crimes, arrests, and life in four Florida prisons, the Pinellas County Jail, juvenile detention and drug rehab. I'm sending a message to others not to make the same mistakes I did.


Showing posts with label room. Show all posts
Showing posts with label room. Show all posts

Monday, July 12, 2010

My first two days out

Last night I was thinking of all the good movies I’ve missed that came out. So I decided the first day I get out, I’m going to Hollywood Video to rent like 6 – 8 movies that have come out that I’ve wanted to see, and for the next couple of day, I’ll sit at my mom’s house and watch movies.

I could probably watch them all in one day, but I’m still going to have other things I’ll need to do like register as a convicted felon at the county sheriff’s office and go to work. I’m not going to quit my job just because I got out of prison.

One very important thing that I’ll probably have to do is clean my old room out. My mom sent me pictures of what it looks like now and it looks like she turned it into a storage room.

Hollywood Video closed its doors in December 2009. Some of the movies that Ted wants to see are Slumdog Millionaire, 2012, and Ironman 2. Ted’s mom will clean out his room before he comes home (hopefully).

Photos: Ted's room before he went to jail and prison. (Click to enlarge.)

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

The circus

Like I’ve said before, I don’t want to complain about a good thing, but the one thing about my room is that after about 8 p.m. when it starts getting dark, it becomes a circus. Everybody is singing, yelling, coming in and out and playing cards.

I wouldn’t be so mad if they started quieting down after like 11 p.m., but they get louder. Sometimes people in my room stay awake until 2 or 3 in the morning. You would think that somebody else who is trying to sleep could say something, but no one ever does.

I would try to move rooms, but nothing is open right now and chances are, if another bed does open up, they’ll probably put a new person in it before they even read my request. So for the time being though, when my room gets too loud, I just borrow somebody’s radio and tune them out.

Ted has to be ON the bus at 6:50 a.m. to get to his new job. More on the new job coming soon.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Heaven!

After nearly a week, I finally received more blog entries from Ted.

Supposedly the work release center I’m at is the biggest one in Florida. (Don’t quote me on that.) It holds approximately 272 inmates. The whole compound is just a remodeled motel.

My room is one of the bigger rooms. It has 14 people, including me. My room is on the second floor and is made up of three motel rooms with the middle walls cut out. There is no carpeting. Instead the floor is just painted blue. The three bathrooms for the old rooms were left in and also remodeled with brand-new everything.

This place is like heaven compared to where I just was. All they want from me here is to keep a job. That shouldn’t be too hard.

There’re a couple people who sleep in my room that make some good money doing telemarketing. Even though it’s an aggravating job, it still pays better than others. Of course, that will be a last resort.

Ted got a job within a week and a half, but I’ll let him tell you about that.