No hunger.

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Beside being limited in action, my appetite has died. This is actually a rare thing. Often during even the worst of my affliction, I would happily eat steak or roast or chicken (done correctly), eggs bacon cheese, rice beans and all manner of strange exotic or mundane foods. Milk, a staple, is still consumed, two to three gallons a week give or take. I have been eating, what I can. But food is without taste, the texture is unappealing, and some of it such as fried eggs or even scrambled eggs are nearly nauseating. I hate the rare times this happens as I truly love food.

My game, after switching from unavailable and back several times, has been unavailable again since about Tuesday or Wednesday. So it is not my game chewing up my time. I have been sleeping more for it. And getting the machine fixed is another task on a growing list. And, here I sit in spite of it. Some game addict I turn out to be! I simply cannot get to work, get going, do even a few little things. I am at an impasse. I suppose this will pass. Oh, I really need to get a haircut. It looks fine, give or take. It actually looks better a little longer. But I am no longer interested in how it looks. I am more interested in fitting in and the ease of care a shorter cut offers.

In my free time, I have been researching various items for my home. Prices for solid wood kitchen cabinets, for example, have dropped hugely. My guess, however, is that this is a short term thing, having to do with the overstocks from an artificially created building boom that has just died. I have noticed many products and services are similarly declining. Now would be a very good time to work on getting some of those moneys in and considering updating the kitchen. When stock is gone, I can only guess that prices will skyrocket. As well, good work is difficult enough to come by now, but what happens when the work force that does exist goes on to other work? Not good.

So many things I need to get done and no way to get them done. I have been trying more heat, caffeine, and sugar. It simply is not working. The one good thing about going back to regular soda is now I can drink more water, and am doing so. Still, it was not the boon otherwise that I had hoped. Still, I will chug away and get to what I can when I can.

By the way, one of the V.A. people called Friday, I think, and spoke regarding the MRI. No flaws were found and my organs, arteries, and glands all look good. There is a chance for a false reading, so I need to complete that 24 hour ua. I tossed the one I did earlier this week. I suspect it would simply be too old by the time I got it in. I am hoping, say Monday, to get a new one completed and get that in the day after. I cannot guarantee that, I cannot guarantee anything at this point. On the list it goes, and high on the list.

Not much else going on. Back to research and such. Good day.