Today was the bi-weekly commissary trip and not even a ton of sugar can lift my spirits.

I had my usual pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream. Since I have been eating on the taxpayers dime of late, I was able to splurge and purchased an Entenmann's Cheese Filled Crumb Coffee Cake. Retail price is $4.79, we pay only $3.64. 1 will end up carving out seven or eight pieces tomorrow and spread a little cheer among my neighbors. Sure I could eat the whole thing, tonight even, but I know I do not need all the extra calories.

I received Self-Made Man on Friday, finished on Saturday. It is the story of a gay woman who passed herself off as a guy for one year. It raises a bunch of interesting ideas that I want to expand on via a post. That will be arriving shortly.

I have not gotten back on my healthy eating plan, and am loath to get on a scale. This Friday I will probably be making a trek down to the medical center in the city for the 90 day check-up from my nose surgery.

If things go as they have in the past, I will get up about 4:30 AM, be handcuffed all day, plus belly chain and leg irons while on the road. Since the surgeons do not show up till after 1:00 PM, it is usually around 3:00 PM when we (anywhere from seven to fifteen other inmates) are ready to get back on the road. This being summertime, traffic around here is rather heavy. I will hopefully return to my humble dwelling about 6:00 PM.

I am typing this out as a draft, and will be jumping in the shower shortly. Let me check on the showers, then come back to proof and print this wandering letter. I'll be back.  ¶ 9:23 AM