Strange Brew

I think this week has been one filled with the most sleepless nights since I've come to prison. Last night I was going to get my six hours straight but someone had other plans. A couple of guys drank multiple cups of "pretties" through the night and created enough noise to wake me up at least six times.

A "pretty" is a coffee drink made with instant coffee, atomic fireballs, and fruit-flavored hard candy. It is probably the most disgusting thing I have ever drank, so full of sugar that it is almost syrupy.

Anyway, these guys were bouncing off the walls from the caffeine and sugar highs all night long. They finally woke me up enough times that I figured I would just stay up and try to read, but the noise from their off-key singing and running around the dorm kept me from being able to concentrate.

Most nights I can expect to stay up til around midnight or 1:00 a.m. when most of the late night conversations come to a close. I didn't expect to be rudely awakened three times (that I can remember) in one week. Perhaps I should begin to expect the unexpected, especially with the crazies around me. On the bright side, it's keeping me young.