Did it.

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I really wasn't sure about today.  I was running so slowly I just...  Like running in mud, on water, or on sand.  I just wasn't getting there.  I got a shower in, then a bath.  Yeah, okay, shower first is better.  When I came out I almost panicked.  Looked like I only had an half hour to dress and scoot.  Then I remembered that I keep most of my clocks at a time to allow some cushion.  Still, not much cushion, if just enough.  That shock is probably what allowed me to make it though.  Put a fire under the boiler.  Yeah, I made it.

Not a long lesson.  Started with an implant.  It was funny, I had dreamed of taking something along, to practice on.  And, while a sound notion, I didn't really easily think of anything.  Ah, I suppose rope would have worked, but it just hadn't fit.  Sometimes you have to twirl a thing in the mind until the answer arrives.  I simply hadn't had enough time.  I did tell her about my dream of bringing something.  Glad she thought of it.  In this first lesson, she showed me a basic braid.  And that will work, but not as well as what she will show me next week, assuming I do the homework and put learn what I have been taught through practice.  Actually, I'll do that a bit tonight.  And each evening until the next session.  Ugh...  What I get myself into.  Never mind.

The second season of the Hannibal mini-series is in.  I'll review it as I rest up a bit in these next few days.  If he is a simple psychotic, as he seems to be in the first season, I'll dump the viewing and gift the series to someone who might... have some fascination with what I consider to be trite, boring, evil.  Dark things, surely, are done for right reasons.  But it the deal is just for ego or will or a call to power, then I have no use for it.

I did call my friend and we went for a bite.  I wanted to go shooting, but no time.  I've pushed, I must now rest a bit.  He did need something from one of the sporting stores.  Since I was out, and had just enough time, I took him for a looksee.  First store, no problem, exactly what he needed.  And an extra.  Always good to be useful.  Never a bad thing to look around in the stores, either.  My wallet might, at times, disagree.  But my eyes and imagination are lit afire and let go from the effort.  All good.

Tomorrow?  Resting.  Like a steak, rightly cooked, the juices allowed to flow back into the parts nearest the heat.  If anyone needs anything, they can eat me!  Though I will recommend not doing so until I have rested.  Never negotiate with a psycho, though.  :p  Later.