Out.

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Out of milk, food, and hard disk space so much so that I cannot even get my game to play. I had been able to trick the game into letting me on in spite of my memory issues, if I did have to deal with the occasional reboot every 2 to 3 hours of play. However, every Tuesday they do a patch of some sort which makes the program just a tad larger. Today's patch put the game just out of range. I cannot make milk or food, at least at this point, and my efforts to find and get my second hard drive going has been ineffective. Which means I need to leave the cave. I may go shopping tonight, I might even look for another hard drive and try to install it myself. Availability is the only real problem... whether I can find one or not. Of course, I could just check the hardware I have and make sure it is connected. Yeah, we will see. If I shop tonight, then taking the machine in is less of a stress, topped with shopping, tomorrow.

The cats have been begging for milk. I have been able to somewhat mollify them with their treat... the soft cat food. But they, and I, need milk! I still have canned tuna and chicken, but all other meats save for one mongo ribeye, is gone. Pasta is low, but I still have grains of various sorts. Though I am down to long brown rice, oatmeal, and cracked grains, the store that sells what I buy is not open at night so that will be a tomorrow thing.

A good thing, too. If I never needed to leave the house I simply might not ever do so. My difficulty is finding purpose, reasons strong enough to force me out. I have little connection with life at the moment, but my hunger is stronger than my detachment, or I am trying to make it so. And I enjoy giving the furry pests a treat of milk occasionally. The rewards are very good. If I cannot have people friends, Sam and Sassy can fill in to a degree.

I may just do dishes to start the night off. Then, treat myself to a large meal when I return. Perhaps more than a one pan special, too! Then again, even one pan specials often take two pans or pots the way I do things. Then again, if I do the dishes, all of them, I might just eat out as both a treat and a way to guarantee I will start fresh with a clean kitchen tomorrow. Yeah, that is more like it.

Later.