Yesterday, we were out for 8 hours. It was a very productive and interesting day.

We left at 5 AM. It was dark and very chilly out. I wore sleeves, though not long ones, and even took a light jacket with me. Our first stop was at Circle K for a few things - soda, coffee, and hard candy. When we got to Tempe, we stopped at a fast-food place.

Then I got to see where he works. It wasn’t quite as I pictured it to be. I thought it’d be a huge building, but it wasn’t. He showed me his cubicle where he works, the sorter room, and around that general area.

Sorry Tom, but your job isn’t nearly as impressive and exciting as Teddy Bear’s is, and also, she’s got the better uniform - ha, ha, ha!

Seriously, it was boring as all hell. We spent most of the time waiting for a file to come across the computer from out of state so he could operate the sorter.

We left Bank of America at 10:30, then hit some stores. While we were still at his work, we decided to get the direct PC satellite that day and ended up getting a smoking deal on one. I’m sure that means compensation of a bad kind is to come. Like, maybe there’ll be major trouble installing it, or worse, broken parts. Right now, though, we’re hoping it’ll be up and running by Monday.

We also stopped at a pet store to pick up sawdust, and the grocery store, too.

I’m decrypting all my files as I type this to change my key again. I’m sick of gutan tag, cuz I keep forgetting if the gutan is spelled with an a or an e, so I’m going to be sexi dawn.

Last Friday I rearranged my bedroom and office closets and saw Apple Cheeks.

The weather’s cooled down a lot, though it’s still hot in the daytime. We only need the AC for a few hours in the late afternoons, and I open windows in the mornings and early afternoons, as long as it’s not windy.

The prairie dogs are gone till March.

In good news, I finally heard from Mary, but it was a brief, nondescript letter that wasn’t very good. The poor girl’s been having bad panic attacks. She’s in our old cell now (203). All she said was that her cellies brought a lot of anxiety upon her. She didn’t go into any detail.

Nor did she even tell me what she thought about me and Teddy Bear. All she said was that she dyed her hair dark red and grew her bangs out, which I was surprised to hear. I didn’t think Teddy Bear was the type to dye her hair. She never struck me as one to be all that much into looks. At least she didn’t dye it brown, or worse, blond. I wish I could see how she looks! I miss her! I want to see her, talk to her, continue getting to know her, make love with her, etc.! It drives me crazy at times. I don’t know what it is with this woman. What did you do to me, Teddy Bear?! When are you ever going to wear off of me?

I figure the flame won’t start dying for another year or two, regardless of what we feel for each other or whether or not we’re even in each other’s lives.

God, I wish I could know for sure just what the future holds for us! I’m just so curious and I can’t wait to find out. I can’t wait to resume what we started.

She says Nancy is her celly but was to be sentenced, so by now she’d be a DOC hold. It’ll be interesting to find out what her sentence is to be for sure.

She also said that Ida’s back, which doesn’t surprise me the least bit. After all, she’s been a regular little criminal for over a decade. I’m just so glad I didn’t get together with the klepto! There’s no saying what she might’ve stolen from us.

I’ll bet she’s back on a violation. She had told me she didn’t have any probation once she got out, but now that I know what a pathological liar she is, I’m sure she did have probation. But how can the woman be dumb enough to keep on doing the same old shit for so long? Doesn’t she know she can’t get away with it? Maybe she likes getting caught, who knows?

Whatever it is she did, I’m sure it didn’t make the papers or the news. Only a few of us so-called criminals are lucky enough to make those.