Gaming will have to do.

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I took a bit less than a two hour nap.  While it did rid me of the tearing yawns it did not allow me to step things up, at all.  So, on to gaming.  I did that for a while, but being tired still, puzzles are a real pain.  The joy they normally bring began wearing on me.  After an hour or two it has proven too much.  Still tired, but without a chance of sleeping, I am not sure what to do.  Sam is begging for... outside?  Yep.

Hmm, I've been meaning to look up what the local tech school offers educationally.  I will hold off on welding classes until I am closer to buying such a tool.  But medical, communications (ham radio) classes for licensing, and even sewing classes are of immediate interest.  I might also see if those peppers I want are available for online order, and at what price.  Most likely they would be far too expensive to buy that way but you never know.  I thought about reading but I don't really have stock reading material around, that hasn't been read or rejected.  Hmm, I do have a few G.K. Chesterton and C.S. Lewis books, but those aren't really... easy reading.  Or more, those are for reading when you have your wits about you.  Those are thinking readers.  Same goes for the Latin manuals. 

Hmm, what to do when even gaming is too much and yet you aren't tired enough to sleep?  See?  That is where I get stuck way too often.  There really isn't a way to work out of it, either.  I added warmth, which at least brought some comfort.  I have eaten, taken my medicine, and done everything I could to break the lock.  I tried to work through it but pretty much fell apart.  I even took a nap, and kept it short.  Gah!

I did have a dream while sleeping.  I had just married a woman, and she was asking me about something.  Okay, I had snuck her into a closet at the home of some friends, so... she was curious as to why.  In the dream, remember this was a dream, I indicated that I liked to 'play around' where I shouldn't.   So, we did.  I got her onboard the gig, after the first few times, and we had more fun in all the wrong places, than you can imagine.  Both our parent's homes, most of our friend's houses, even in public buildings, in closets, side rooms, basements, but never anywhere rude (like dining tables... although washing machines and dryers were fair game), if not in public view.  Never got caught, though some of our friends and family were suspicious.  Heh.  Never mind, it was a good dream.  I'm not sure what I think about the whole thing, personally.  But... it could happen.  That's all I'm saying right there.  Damn kids!

Something I noticed about the girls.  Since the house has been cleaned, they have been keeping themselves cleaner that I have ever known them to be.  While they usually keep themselves fairly good, they have stepped up a level to...  I don't even know how to describe it.  The hand feel is incredible.  Usually they feel as good as silk to pet.  Now?  Twice that luxury.  Go figure?  I suppose they are responding to their environment while the environment makes it easier to maintain? 

Hmm, I'll figure something out.  I do still have cable television, I just haven't gotten that back.  What I can't figure out is how people can watch crap mostly, then have to sit through stupid multi-culti commercials to boot.  It seems like catching someone pissing down my back only to be told that this is being done for my benefit.  Well, it seems like the right guy is in office, for the majority of people though.  At least there is that.  Still, there might be something somewhere that might be worth watching.  Oh, yeah, I do have the Catholic Channel.  That can be pretty good.

Later or good night or something.