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With women flooding my dreams and waking mind, at least I am not as bothered by the fact that my sleep cycle, well... I don't have one. A few hours of sleep or wakefulness here, a dozen or two there, sleep is short, or wakefulness, and alarms and will power are doing nothing for it. So, I ride the currents. Oh, it's not horrible. I am taking my medicine, checking my stats if at odd hours. My one failing is food, thankfully that comes in regardless of my efforts or minding. If I tried to fight it this would turn into a nightmare fast though. When your are in a riptide, you simply swim to a place where you can bargain more gently for your freedom. I have the stamina to see this through and the cognizance to not panic.
A shower was enjoyed tonight. Excellent soup arrived, and is already gone. There was plenty, it just tasted quite good. Well, and I haven't been eating much otherwise. No small meals, or snacks. A bit of the chili-mac remains. I keep forgetting to simply eat though. As I said, even gaming has taken a hit. Tomorrow we are supposed to be hit by a heavy snow. I haven't independently verified. I have heard this from several independent sources though. That's good enough if I might see if we are still expecting incoming.
Oh, about that hate thing. Yeah, it's true. I must admit though, I have never liked it. I just noted that the thing works and how it works. It certainly isn't the whole of the relationship, only a partial component. It... can be entertaining. And I honestly don't have shame for it. I just sort of hoped there might be a... better way. Alpha women have it too, it is just that it doesn't disturb them as deeply. They seem to know how to handle it better, mostly. But weaker women... have to be avoided. Some things I keep in mind as I window shop.
Good day, or more, probably, good night. Hmm, after mid-rats that is. Speaking about food reminded my stomach which sounded the alarm. Can't sleep with all that growling from belowdecks. Good night.
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