DM came up to visit yesterday.
We sat around and talked a little, then we went to Heorot for a beer. DM likes his beer, and had never heard of the place. He had a glass of Guinness Stout, and I managed half a glass. That is, and always ahs been, my limit for beer. He had time, so I showed off Lahody's butcher shop. Muncie is not my hometown, but there are some things worth noting.
I then spent the rest of the night working through posts for the blog. The prison journal and stuff on writing. For the first time, I kicked off close to my bedtime.
Up this morning on time and worked on the prison journal. I just came back from a stroll down to the convenience store - cigarettes ran out.
Work was a bit of a bear yesterday. I got done around noon, but the last three hours were without a break. The back was numb; better today. Today is my short day.
Still worrying over mediation. I am not sure that I will go to Family Services after group therapy. It is not so much procrastination as it is allocating my time.
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