Just had a nice visit with Tom. I don’t have to worry our visit will jinx me and cause me to have to move, because as usual, crazy Melinda’s causing problems downstairs, and I heard Hudgens say she wasn’t moving anyone.

Tom said he’s waiting till I hit the halfway marker to call about getting me transferred to a Pinal County PO. On the 30th I’ll have been here 90 days and will have 90 days left.

January seemed to go pretty fast, and as usual, the first half of the month went quicker than the last half.

Fortunately, Tom didn’t get the Faith Hill CD, because there are several CD singles I want to get. He said we could go to the record store when I got out and I could pick out what I wanted. Awesome! It’s one more thing to look forward to and to help keep me going so I can somehow manage to survive another 3 months in here, I hope!

Shut up, Ida! That’s the only thing I don’t like about our resumed relationship – she never stops talking.

Although the allergy pills didn’t put me out earlier than the usual 2 AM and didn’t make me very drowsy, I slept the best I’ve slept in two weeks last night. I slept for 8 hours with only 4 interruptions. Ida only woke me up once when she blew her nose. Not something she could help.

I finally got a new blanket this morning. The one I’d had was from the tents and it was filthy, so it’s nice to finally have a new one.

As predicted, the showers are working their way down a few degrees at a time. Today, as I was washing out my thermal, the water was barely warm. By the weekend it’ll be cold again.

My face looks pitiful. Absolutely gross. I’ve got a broken blood vessel under one eye, no doubt from lack of sleep and veins showing through my cheeks.

When I put in a tank to psych, I wanted to see one of their quack shrinks, but expected to see Kara. Instead, I saw a woman named Martha. I told her that I’ve always been anti-shrink and quick to label them licensed drug dealers, and bashed psych pills because I always saw turning to those as being no better than turning to booze, pot, etc. However, at this point, I’d take anything if it’d help me sleep better and get through another 3 months of this bullshit. I know I won’t be getting anything, though.

Went out for rec again today. It was a pleasant 66 degrees. Limon took Ida, Lisa, Melinda, Mindy, Zapata and I out after making sure no one had any problems with anyone in the group.

Melinda was telling me she gets a kick out of it when I flip her off. I was teasing her about the day she just couldn’t win with Vasquez. She didn’t get a kick out of it that day!

Melinda, Lisa, Mindy and I played volleyball for a while.

Limon and Paul are my favorite male DOs. Mary had a visit at the same time I did (Tom saw her) and Paul was teasing us on our way. With his arms folded across his chest, he looked at us and said, “No,” while shaking his head. “Just kidding,” he said after we were like – what?