Today’s our 7th anniversary! We’ll be going to Red Lobster, Walgreens, the grocery store, and the bookstore, too. It’s so nice going places that aren’t freeloader-related!

Last night the carport was all lit up at Dan’s, but I checked from 8 PM till after midnight, and there were never any house lights on. Tom said he thinks the workers left it on. But why would they need light in the daytime? It appears they’re not going to haul away the old trailer. I hope they don’t hook electricity and plumbing up to it and divide/sell the acreage. We have enough houses here as it is, and we’re still one day bound to find two more houses in back, and God knows how many to the east and north of us.

Saw Helen yesterday. It was good to see her. I gave her the first half of the sentence and told her I was typing up the second half. I gave her the highlights, and she let me know that yes, the reason she hadn’t called Scot back yet was that she was waiting for me to sign a release of information form, which I did. He sent her more than I thought he would and more than seems necessary. Things like my terms of probation. How are my terms that don’t relate to therapy relevant to Helen? And Helen said something about him wanting to know what we talk about. At first I thought to myself – it’s none of his business what we talk about, this is confidential, but then again, do I really care? No. What we discuss is really no big secret; I was falsely accused by the pigs and my perpetrators of sending something I didn’t, and even if I did, the sentence I got for it was ludicrous. I already told him this. She can record our talks and play it for him for all I care. I won’t be saying anything to Helen I wouldn’t say to Tom, Scot, the freeloaders, and their connections.

Little Buddy, my rat that thinks he’s a dog, busted loose last night after I ignored his begging to come out and went into my office. A few minutes later, he came waltzing into my office to join me there. It doesn’t look like escaping will be a major problem like it was with Houdini, though.