A good day after all.

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I needed to eat large and heavy tonight. So I did. The food was fantastic, for fast food. I must have been quite hungry as I ate most of it. I am still hydrating. Along with the food, my body needed and still needs lots of water. Guzzle and gulp has been the code words of the day. That and rest and sleep. I am finally feeling 100% human. I will sleep a bit more shortly though I do not expect a long sleep. If I wake and feel as well as I do now, and it is still rather early, I may try to find an all night laundromat and do some laundry. I am down to needing underwear badly. And most of my jeans and shirts have seen extra duty.

I am amazed at how well I recuperate from physical stress now. If I keep pushing, I am sure I will become physically fit in a relatively decent amount of time, and might find that I am even able to overcome some of that other problem that has plagued me for decades. Now is the time, I suppose, to really start taking care of my health. Thankfully it has held in spite of my inability to take treatment. Even in a worst case situation, I suspect I will do better here than there.

Once I become physically fit, it will then be time to push my advantage there. To find a wife, one I will be happy with. I will need to fulfill my physique to a more exacting fit and finish. I want a body women like to touch. My height helps, and even my size intrigues women, but with some polish, the choosing of mate and sex will be up to me. Though I enjoy the notion of some fairness, I like having some advantage. It also adds incentive for her to remain or get in shape.

If I find a bigger gal who is the right fit, I will work with her. Though slimmer (not thin) is more attractive to me I really do like the whole woman. And I know no woman is perfect. I am quite sure women feel the same about men. Even should I get back to a solid 240 with 20" arms and a 31" waist, I will have my trouble spots for women. Mostly how I think and being better at language than most of them (the worse for them in debates). Even then, though, I have tried to be fair. Sometimes a woman has not been able to support her point through debate and still I went ahead and trusted her (to great outcomes). Faith in a man's woman is no less than faith in God, in the manner that understanding is not always necessary. Women have an odd way of looking at the world and discussing it but that does not mean they are always wrong.

Yes, women have been on my mind of late. Flirting with young, middle aged, and old, is one of my favorite hobbies. I do not mean dirty flirting, I just mean lifting the spirits and acknowledging our sexes in a curious and mutually flattering way. I flirted before I knew what that was really about and I hope I do so until the day I die. It has even lead married women, long ago, to introducing me to single women. That does not happen as much as it used to though.

I can always tell when a flirt could go farther. When a woman is not wearing a wedding band and I can see she is trying to see whether I am or not, I know there is a chance. Women are sneaky though, and try not to be obvious. I have to keep my eye on them, or like I like to do, get them in my peripheral vision and then show my hand. hehe Oh well. I still need to get in contact with the sister of my friend. I do not know if she is interested in meeting and doing something together, but there is no reason not to ask. If nothing else, a closer lady friend would be pleasant.

It is about bed time again. I know it will not be a long sleep cycle, but I am trying to catch up on all that I was missing. It should be a pleasant sleep though. Shallow but warm, soft and embracing, short and sweet.

Good night. May sleep see you to pleasant scenery, fun dreams, and a good awakening.