Church, you ask?

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Well, I didn't think that would happen, no matter what I did.  I figured the alarm and great effort would simply traumatize my system.  As I said, I didn't use the alarm.  And, well, that was wise.  I didn't naturally rise until 19:30, and that was a brutal thing as is.  There is a chance to make it to Church in the morning though.  My sleep schedule is simply awful.  I make no promises.  It is just on my mind.

I am figuring out how to take my medicine, and usually getting my potassium in too.  That last is easy to forget, but can be taken any time during the 'day'.  Care must be given not to over sample potassium though too.  Especially since my potassium has risen from the just under the minimum to just over the minimum and on toward the center of regular blood levels.  Some of this stuff is simply tricky to try to balance, more so with a single worldly day often being split into 1/2 to three of my sleep cycles.  *BoYoAh!?!*  At least I know this will pass, it is just a medicine reaction thing.

The thing is, I am, as usual, plugging away at trying to develop a more regular schedule.  I am, honestly, still in complete freefall.  I am looking for the hand holds, when I am of the mind to it, to try to latch on, to end the fall.  So far, grabbing those hasn't even slowed my fall.  Still, one of these times, when I grab, I might hold for a bit or change the rate of fall.  If nothing else I don't see it as the exercise in futility it might seem to be, but more as a challenge that will eventually be taken in hand.  Well, and the other thing is, I know the medicines are doing SOMETHING.  Hehe.  Boy do I know, if... for other reasons too!  It also helps that, though I am freefalling through any kind of sleep schedule, I am thinking rather clearly and doing minor things on the side, including blogging, researching for various projects, reading! again, keeping up on medicine and the girls' needs, and such.  Tain't bad for a little life out in the wilderness of time and space.  Hmm, I've even noted a couple of available human doe that seem... interested.  Was... was that... a tail flicker?!?  Never you mind.

I am my own biology project.  While I am not introducing scientific processes, due to dysfunction, I am at least giving it the ol' 'most likely', and 'could be', principles of targeting, guesstimating, trial and error, and such.  It is rather like figuring out a parachute on the way down, but that is how I have always lived and enjoyed living.  A little book learning, some verbal instructions, a short flight, some gear, a little push sometimes, and then... WEEEEE!  Hehe.  It was sort of like with engineering school.  My health didn't support it, and when it wasn't boring from repetition (if at a rocket's pace) and exhausting, the sheer terror of prepping for three midterms or finals, after sleeping for a month, in a three-day period, was absolutely delicious.  Try it sometime.  When it worked it was I was rock solid for a good while.  Nothing like pulling off the impossible.  So this life now is a little slower, but it is still fun in it's own ways.

Well, off to... something.  I keep looking for good coffee suppliers.  Bulk green coffee, mostly for use in French, Italian, and Espresso roasts, is what I am after.  Say in 50 pound blocks, of four types.  I am finding it difficult to find the best coffees for those, that are in stock, or at correct prices.  When I see blends going for $100 plus for 20 pounds, and yet see other beans going for 123-150 pounds at a quarter the pound price, it is pure frustration when I can't find the right beans at the right price and quantity.  Working on it, though.  My goal is to have one to two hundred pounds of the stuff laid up before the next year is out, but at the right price.  I wish to neither negotiate too much on price or quality.  Three different search engines are proving to be no hedge against gougers, crooks, confusion, and access, yet, though.  Bleh.  Oh, right.  Later!