reading matter

i'm almost through another 600 page book. this one has been a total soap opera about a couple of rabbis and a priest. its written by the idiot who wrote Love Story. i can't even remember what happened. its hard to believe someone wasted time writing such a thing.

every night after i get searched I grab a sack lunch out of the mini fridge on top of the lockers, i toss the sandwiches on the tv table and eat the cookies and the apple. the sandwiches aren't right, whats supposed to be bologna is green.