A slow day.

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A low and slow day. Little has been done, little will be done. I did go shooting, always a good thing. I did get a couple meals in, still have not been able to do three meals yet. The idea is to first get to three meals, then cut those and do snacks. It is in the works. It might take some time to internalize. But it is on the list. A drive up the canyon, later in the day, was perfect for shooting. Shaded and cool, lead was known to fly. Oh, I also found out about matches. Once I get my reloader set up and going, I may dig into that a bit more. They are ISPCA where I am looking more for practical, but it would be a start, might well be a lead in, and would not hurt a bit to investigate. If one is to make local friends, friends who happen to be good or improving shooters are a decent place to start.

I have been having a wonderful time with women and girls lately. No, no, I have been being a good boy. But flirting is too damn much fun to ignore, pass up, or whatnot. So many kittens and only one me, it is harsh. The nice thing, for me, is I probably would not pick a one of them. I know too much and know what I am dealing with, woman wise. But I can enjoy. One of the things that has baffled me has become more clear. A grown woman will give a man an amazingly quick glance and then she will either like him or up-the-nose-goes and he becomes Bantha fodder. Bam! That fast. So, I have never really been able to figure out what in particular women like. Girls, on the other hand, have not attained to Jedi Mistress status, and the force is not always giving them the speed they need to hide their interest. It has happened three times in the last week, and I think I figured it out. It is not just my size, though that is summed as... 'very nice'. It is my chest size. I have had three girls look at my chest and just light up. Ah... Okies. Still, a bit spooky. Way way too young. And way way too lit up. *sweating bullets and praying*

Tomorrow is a day which has me worried. The heat is not helping function, but I have not been getting up early or well this whole weekend. I may try evening showers again. I have been sore, too hot, weak, and incapable. It may be all, or mostly, heat. Or it might be illness creeping back in. It worries me. If showers do not fix it, I may try a window air conditioner in my room. I will need 2x4's, but I need a couple anyway for another project, so I might as well buy a small collection. It will be interesting to see how I can get whole 2x4's home. I could measure, cut, and put them in. But I am not comfortable with that, and there may come I time where I need the whole 2x4s. So... I will work this out. A half a dozen should do. But plywood panels? I am thinking I need a trailer of some type. I would prefer a small, say 6x8 enclosed (completely), one with a decent payload capacity. As long as there are means, inside, of tying things off, such a device would be great. I blather.

Tomorrow, though, I have an appointment. I will then take a movie over to my friend's place, then we are going shooting again in the afternoon. I definitely need the practice. After that, no appointments until Thursday, so home is where I will be trying to put my hands to hard labor. I have been lagging and I cannot let that lead to failure. I have too much to do. I have things I need to do and things I want to do. Hiking to the dam this week, at least once, for a swim, is on my list. With three free days to do that, during the week when the dam is less crowded, I am hoping I get it done.

I have to push through my pre-occupations and occupations if I want to move forward... I have to do that. I must do it. I want to do it. I will do it.

Good night, siblings, all 31 or so of you.