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I think the girls knew something was up. As I was preparing to exile them for the evening they became oh so lovey dovey. Playing cute and nice to poppo. Did I ever mention that I'm a softy? Well, sometimes. Don't test it. It can be as close, being mostly a man, as testing God as you want to shave with. Still, the girls pulled it off with flying colors... and behaved. Bah! Still woke up six hours later. But I know it wasn't them. I'll figure it out.
The cool has been wonderful. I keep the room closed, and the ac on 70, until nearing bedtime, then I put the ac down to 66 if I can't tell that much difference. Just having that one room cooler just cools the rest of the place enough to be easily livable. I keep meaning to take breaks/naps, but that durned game I am playing is as bad as Evercrack (Everquest). There is no pause, there are no long load times, quests can go on and on, and I have played three different toons through trying to get the game just right. I am trying a female toon now, to see if they get an unfair advantage. I think they do. But... that is actually a part of reality. Oh, you know better. Don even look at me like that, Lucy. She can't pick locks very well though, even with 100 in that skill (maxed). Anyway, that game has me glued to it. It'll be a while before I can ween off it. Yeah yeah, but it is all I had to distract me from the heat, and it did, if the heat was tearing me up. Good game if you don't want to mess with needles and heroin or something. Gah!
Well, at least I have been cooking and eating a bit. Not much else. Still feel that overcooked feeling from the heat. Headaches and almost a hot chill, if you know what I mean. Probably dehydrated just a bit. Working on that. Hmm, I think I have pickle juice. That might just be the ticket.
On to the rest of my day, or a quick nap.
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Friday, August 3, 2012
Blasted cats.
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Not sure what is up with the girls. They are used to not sleeping with me regularly. I let them in sometimes, on cooler nights. But when I need sleep or when it is too hot I don't let them in, which has been the case for a month or so mostly. Since I put up the air conditioning, Sassy and maybe Sam have been bashing themselves on the door to get in. I've offered to let them sleep with me but they don't want that. My guess is they are used to me being awake so long that I feed them every six hours. They wake me out of good sound needed sleep, banging on the door after only six hours or so. So, from now on and for a while, when I go to bed, they go outdoors. Until they learn not to do that. I need extra sleep to catch up. It seems if it isn't one thing it is another. There are, however, always solutions. Sassy doesn't like it outdoors so this should solve her problem pretty quickly.
My friend, it seems, is no longer going to be allowed to reload where he lives. It is considered a fire hazard or something. I think they are probably picking on him because he is a smoker, but that is really unfair. He is one of the only smokers I know who never ever smokes in his apartment or home. Seriously, never. I've known him for years and in several apartments. He simply doesn't smoke indoors. But that is the way the prejudice goes, it is blind. Still, he needs someone to get his powder. Which I will do tomorrow. I'm just not up to it yet and today. If he can get to walking I will set his reloading station up upstairs for now, and let him reload here. The problem is travel. I really wish there was a transport from Logan to here, even once a week. I simply don't get to town all that often. I can't be counted on for that. But every few weeks, I suppose, is better than never. He loves to do it and it saves him some money... or at least is a good hobby to keep his mind attentive.
Me? Still in recovery mode. It isn't helping that the cats have been doing a good job of waking me every six hours or so. That just isn't cool. I'll see if my fix works that out. If not I'll check into some cat repellants, air and noise systems that I have heard are very affective near doors. To be fair, my changing sleep cycle probably does twist them up a bit. There is very little I can do about that. While wild and feral cats are used to fast and feast, domestic cants aren't. Regularity and passivity is part of what makes cats domestic though, too. Well, on to my day. A wonderful one, with some cool going on. My brain and body are slowly coming down out of that fevered state. It takes time. I do think I will add afternoon chillout naps to the routine, as well. All good.
Be well.
Well, it sort of fits. And... it does make me feel all better, somehow.
[video clip gone]
Never mind.
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Not sure what is up with the girls. They are used to not sleeping with me regularly. I let them in sometimes, on cooler nights. But when I need sleep or when it is too hot I don't let them in, which has been the case for a month or so mostly. Since I put up the air conditioning, Sassy and maybe Sam have been bashing themselves on the door to get in. I've offered to let them sleep with me but they don't want that. My guess is they are used to me being awake so long that I feed them every six hours. They wake me out of good sound needed sleep, banging on the door after only six hours or so. So, from now on and for a while, when I go to bed, they go outdoors. Until they learn not to do that. I need extra sleep to catch up. It seems if it isn't one thing it is another. There are, however, always solutions. Sassy doesn't like it outdoors so this should solve her problem pretty quickly.
My friend, it seems, is no longer going to be allowed to reload where he lives. It is considered a fire hazard or something. I think they are probably picking on him because he is a smoker, but that is really unfair. He is one of the only smokers I know who never ever smokes in his apartment or home. Seriously, never. I've known him for years and in several apartments. He simply doesn't smoke indoors. But that is the way the prejudice goes, it is blind. Still, he needs someone to get his powder. Which I will do tomorrow. I'm just not up to it yet and today. If he can get to walking I will set his reloading station up upstairs for now, and let him reload here. The problem is travel. I really wish there was a transport from Logan to here, even once a week. I simply don't get to town all that often. I can't be counted on for that. But every few weeks, I suppose, is better than never. He loves to do it and it saves him some money... or at least is a good hobby to keep his mind attentive.
Me? Still in recovery mode. It isn't helping that the cats have been doing a good job of waking me every six hours or so. That just isn't cool. I'll see if my fix works that out. If not I'll check into some cat repellants, air and noise systems that I have heard are very affective near doors. To be fair, my changing sleep cycle probably does twist them up a bit. There is very little I can do about that. While wild and feral cats are used to fast and feast, domestic cants aren't. Regularity and passivity is part of what makes cats domestic though, too. Well, on to my day. A wonderful one, with some cool going on. My brain and body are slowly coming down out of that fevered state. It takes time. I do think I will add afternoon chillout naps to the routine, as well. All good.
Be well.
Well, it sort of fits. And... it does make me feel all better, somehow.
[video clip gone]
Never mind.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Technology can be quite pleasant.
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Oh, sure, go off and live in those hills. Live off the land. Become a friend with the flora and fauna. Zero emission, no trace, and whatever else there is out there to consider. Me? Not so much. And, while if I do happen to figure out how to get out there into the hinterlands, I will use some of that, understand it is to both preserve what is there and to attempt to go unnoticed by any other yahoo out there, not to pretend to be a native. And, of course, only to the extent that the modern world has given me the means by which to do so and within the borders of sane kempt right living. Any other way is pure folly.
I slept, long and hard. Needing to use the facilities once, otherwise I slept for a good... 18 hours was it? Something. And, yes, I needed that as much as I needed the cool. I figure it will take me a week to shift my body and brain back to looking at trying to do anything else. Who knows, I might feel fit enough sooner, and begin digging in on something, you never know. I am just putting out the proposition. I know I am terribly sleep deprived. I also know heat has a way of beating you into the dirt in ways you simply can't fathom. I do know that the ac has already helped the way a cool glass of water helps a man dying of thirst in the desert. I needed it, it wasn't want. While I can tolerate cold, so long as I can remain inactive, I cannot really deal with heat. I used to have to, but that was then, this is now. Let young men go sell their comfort in order to do good things and play with neat toys. I like being just what and where I am, and it is getting better.
Well, we will see how things progress from here. But for now, at least for the next two days, I am buttoning up and staying put. I am enjoying the cool, letting my body and mind repair, and just hanging out. Period. Then again, I am not sure I have much choice, but it sounds better when it looks like I am putting my foot down. Ha.
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Oh, sure, go off and live in those hills. Live off the land. Become a friend with the flora and fauna. Zero emission, no trace, and whatever else there is out there to consider. Me? Not so much. And, while if I do happen to figure out how to get out there into the hinterlands, I will use some of that, understand it is to both preserve what is there and to attempt to go unnoticed by any other yahoo out there, not to pretend to be a native. And, of course, only to the extent that the modern world has given me the means by which to do so and within the borders of sane kempt right living. Any other way is pure folly.
I slept, long and hard. Needing to use the facilities once, otherwise I slept for a good... 18 hours was it? Something. And, yes, I needed that as much as I needed the cool. I figure it will take me a week to shift my body and brain back to looking at trying to do anything else. Who knows, I might feel fit enough sooner, and begin digging in on something, you never know. I am just putting out the proposition. I know I am terribly sleep deprived. I also know heat has a way of beating you into the dirt in ways you simply can't fathom. I do know that the ac has already helped the way a cool glass of water helps a man dying of thirst in the desert. I needed it, it wasn't want. While I can tolerate cold, so long as I can remain inactive, I cannot really deal with heat. I used to have to, but that was then, this is now. Let young men go sell their comfort in order to do good things and play with neat toys. I like being just what and where I am, and it is getting better.
Well, we will see how things progress from here. But for now, at least for the next two days, I am buttoning up and staying put. I am enjoying the cool, letting my body and mind repair, and just hanging out. Period. Then again, I am not sure I have much choice, but it sounds better when it looks like I am putting my foot down. Ha.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Cool much?
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Ahahahhahahahaha
Cool? 12k btu's of cool, baby! I went to put the thing in place last night but ran into a snag. My brain simply wasn't up to the tasks my muscles otherwise would have had no problem with. The packing the company did was beautiful! Well, if you... luck into it. I didn't unwrap my present until I was pretty much at the spot of installation. Why carry the extra weight? Perhaps to make sure all parts and pieces would be right there. Perhaps just because so shut up. I do things a certain way, which... may vary. Anyway, while unpackaging, the thing nearly unfolded itself. While I was, at first, trying to figure out how to get an 80+ pound device out of a tight and tightly packed box I just happened to lift on the edges of the box. With the strip tape gone, the sides simply came up and off. Beautiful. Masterfully well done, from a shoppers perspective.
Anyway, the thing had a bunch of parts and pieces that might have made all my efforts fruitless, but I couldn't make hide nor hair of a thing written at that point in a long hot day. So, I put it all up, goofed just a bit more perhaps, then crashed. Waking time isn't the best time for that sort of thing, either. So, here it is, just after noon, and in the last hour or two I figured out what of their stuff would and wouldn't work, put my stuff and their stuff together, and *bamb*! Right in the kisser, Louisa. The weight was never as much an issue as (if I didn't suggest it, at all) I might have feared. I really can carry 81+ shipping with one hand. Getting it up into the window was zilch of a problem either. And I had to do that a half a dozen times tinkering with this and that, all while making sure the "platforms" didn't slide one way or the other. Easy, sneezy, breezy, beautiful, pig. :p
I had to learn how the wood slats system went into the window, but that was easy enough when I had call. I've looked at the thing and wondered before. Now I know. The company provided the perfect "catch", to provide structural hold and a bit of weatherproofing. Only my "platforms" were allowing a huge draw. Ah! My mother, or lady friend, had created a rag bag when they were here. Probably mom... A bit of (very little) searching, and there it was. I put those rags into the holes. Good, for what they filled. One more hole though, a big one. Yeah, got that filled. Batteries in the remote, plugged in (and reset as per instructions), a click, and... Poof. I set it to 66, just for a while. Oh, then the shade slats had to be reinstalled, if with a minor alteration. Then the drapes back up, plus fitted to the new device so it's still dark.
I wish I could say, "If I knew it was going to be THAT easy...", but I can't quite say that. It was easy, enough. But there were so many small steps, there was some thinking, tinkering, and effort. Mild as that is to many, that was... a man's man type of job for me. And I am proud to have stubbed my toe at the base of the great mechanical engineering handy man mountain, if all I did was get to the base and stare up at the vast expanse of possibilities otherwise. No, never to worry. I got the cool going, the thing arranged, and did a lot of little tasks in there. I didn't lose a finger, break through a wall, cut the power cord, or such either. Pleased, little things, but... that's what I have to give, and rarely. I just need to put the tools back. Tomorrow, maybe.
Actually, I think the girls are happy too! While we don't think of cats getting too hot or cold, and in a way they don't they just change their behavior until things change, they really were panting a lot lately, and going through water. They don't like the noise but... who does. It's the price, and an easy one give or take. A few days or a week of cool, then I go to using the thing in the evenings. Very very nice.
Good day.
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Ahahahhahahahaha
Cool? 12k btu's of cool, baby! I went to put the thing in place last night but ran into a snag. My brain simply wasn't up to the tasks my muscles otherwise would have had no problem with. The packing the company did was beautiful! Well, if you... luck into it. I didn't unwrap my present until I was pretty much at the spot of installation. Why carry the extra weight? Perhaps to make sure all parts and pieces would be right there. Perhaps just because so shut up. I do things a certain way, which... may vary. Anyway, while unpackaging, the thing nearly unfolded itself. While I was, at first, trying to figure out how to get an 80+ pound device out of a tight and tightly packed box I just happened to lift on the edges of the box. With the strip tape gone, the sides simply came up and off. Beautiful. Masterfully well done, from a shoppers perspective.
Anyway, the thing had a bunch of parts and pieces that might have made all my efforts fruitless, but I couldn't make hide nor hair of a thing written at that point in a long hot day. So, I put it all up, goofed just a bit more perhaps, then crashed. Waking time isn't the best time for that sort of thing, either. So, here it is, just after noon, and in the last hour or two I figured out what of their stuff would and wouldn't work, put my stuff and their stuff together, and *bamb*! Right in the kisser, Louisa. The weight was never as much an issue as (if I didn't suggest it, at all) I might have feared. I really can carry 81+ shipping with one hand. Getting it up into the window was zilch of a problem either. And I had to do that a half a dozen times tinkering with this and that, all while making sure the "platforms" didn't slide one way or the other. Easy, sneezy, breezy, beautiful, pig. :p
I had to learn how the wood slats system went into the window, but that was easy enough when I had call. I've looked at the thing and wondered before. Now I know. The company provided the perfect "catch", to provide structural hold and a bit of weatherproofing. Only my "platforms" were allowing a huge draw. Ah! My mother, or lady friend, had created a rag bag when they were here. Probably mom... A bit of (very little) searching, and there it was. I put those rags into the holes. Good, for what they filled. One more hole though, a big one. Yeah, got that filled. Batteries in the remote, plugged in (and reset as per instructions), a click, and... Poof. I set it to 66, just for a while. Oh, then the shade slats had to be reinstalled, if with a minor alteration. Then the drapes back up, plus fitted to the new device so it's still dark.
I wish I could say, "If I knew it was going to be THAT easy...", but I can't quite say that. It was easy, enough. But there were so many small steps, there was some thinking, tinkering, and effort. Mild as that is to many, that was... a man's man type of job for me. And I am proud to have stubbed my toe at the base of the great mechanical engineering handy man mountain, if all I did was get to the base and stare up at the vast expanse of possibilities otherwise. No, never to worry. I got the cool going, the thing arranged, and did a lot of little tasks in there. I didn't lose a finger, break through a wall, cut the power cord, or such either. Pleased, little things, but... that's what I have to give, and rarely. I just need to put the tools back. Tomorrow, maybe.
Actually, I think the girls are happy too! While we don't think of cats getting too hot or cold, and in a way they don't they just change their behavior until things change, they really were panting a lot lately, and going through water. They don't like the noise but... who does. It's the price, and an easy one give or take. A few days or a week of cool, then I go to using the thing in the evenings. Very very nice.
Good day.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Hoping for the best, planning on the worst.
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You know what that will usually get you, right? About half the time it nets you saved time and effort, half the time you get what you were begging for. Heh! This time? *face palm* No, just no way. I was mildly expecting a somewhat finicky cut and bit of minor work. Yeah, a cut to this length to this depth. I figured it would run me, given that it is me and I am way out of practice with anything practical, about 3 to 5 runs to get a template created for the second of two platforms. So, I went rough/rough the first cut. I did an eyeball (and pen) measure, then measured depth roughly, and planned to simply chisel out the whole of it to see how all of that would work. Some days.
As it turns out, that first rough shot was good enough, so two platforms were kicked out in less than the time to get my tools plugged in, set up, and out, not including tear down or setting up my sawhorses, and that platform. The sawhorses and a bit of plywood, without anything else, worked just fine for a bench. I didn't need to attach anything. So damned easy. And here I've been sweating for weeks, out of my mind in a perfectionists nightmare over... the ease of slop. Never mind. Now, I am all done in. The ac will not go in until I have time to catch my wind, but that should be by this evening. If I am too rung out from heat by then I will simply take a long shower to get my temps in order, then hit it. It will be done, now that the "hard part" is completed. Someone just shoot me? Meh, wouldn't work. I may not be bulletproof, but... God said no. Save your bullets. Just, next time I funk on junk, kick me. Won't hurt me, though be careful with your foot. I am dense in more ways than one. Believe it.
Hey, well, just wanted to share the news. You've all been sweating for me for... a while now. I thought it fair to let you in on the fact that ac is practically in. Odd, cutting then chiseling a few pieces of wood wore me out more than dead lifting the 81+packing ac into the other room then up into the window. And getting it out of the packaging will be the most testing of the the work packets involved with that assembly. What gives with that? Never mind. I hope you are cool! Later.
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You know what that will usually get you, right? About half the time it nets you saved time and effort, half the time you get what you were begging for. Heh! This time? *face palm* No, just no way. I was mildly expecting a somewhat finicky cut and bit of minor work. Yeah, a cut to this length to this depth. I figured it would run me, given that it is me and I am way out of practice with anything practical, about 3 to 5 runs to get a template created for the second of two platforms. So, I went rough/rough the first cut. I did an eyeball (and pen) measure, then measured depth roughly, and planned to simply chisel out the whole of it to see how all of that would work. Some days.
As it turns out, that first rough shot was good enough, so two platforms were kicked out in less than the time to get my tools plugged in, set up, and out, not including tear down or setting up my sawhorses, and that platform. The sawhorses and a bit of plywood, without anything else, worked just fine for a bench. I didn't need to attach anything. So damned easy. And here I've been sweating for weeks, out of my mind in a perfectionists nightmare over... the ease of slop. Never mind. Now, I am all done in. The ac will not go in until I have time to catch my wind, but that should be by this evening. If I am too rung out from heat by then I will simply take a long shower to get my temps in order, then hit it. It will be done, now that the "hard part" is completed. Someone just shoot me? Meh, wouldn't work. I may not be bulletproof, but... God said no. Save your bullets. Just, next time I funk on junk, kick me. Won't hurt me, though be careful with your foot. I am dense in more ways than one. Believe it.
Hey, well, just wanted to share the news. You've all been sweating for me for... a while now. I thought it fair to let you in on the fact that ac is practically in. Odd, cutting then chiseling a few pieces of wood wore me out more than dead lifting the 81+packing ac into the other room then up into the window. And getting it out of the packaging will be the most testing of the the work packets involved with that assembly. What gives with that? Never mind. I hope you are cool! Later.
Today, I do believe, is the day.
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While I didn't get the trash out... hmm, might still be time so this will be brief... I do intend to get that ac in today, and running. I might run it for a few days, or a week, to get some semblance of function back. I do need to chill. I won't take a shower, but I will dress, put on a baseball cap, and get to figuring things out. Taking the last of the trash out before digging in, which means kitty litter change time.
I'm not doing any better today, really. It is just that... it has been on my mind a while, the heat has a direct impact on my life, the game crashed... or... a conflux of events lead to me being at the point where I am about to get to it. That is, simply put, all I get in this life. But I take it with relish, and a bit of mustard if I may. Hehe Yeah, I like it here. I think I'll like it in heaven, or even purgatory if I... miss the queue a bit. Yeah, I need to work on that. Getting visiting communion would help, for a while, till I can get back on my feet.
Well, it is time to get to it. Have a loverly day. If that fails, plan on one tomorrow. And don't quite planning even if you never have another loverly day. It's... always about hope. Later.
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While I didn't get the trash out... hmm, might still be time so this will be brief... I do intend to get that ac in today, and running. I might run it for a few days, or a week, to get some semblance of function back. I do need to chill. I won't take a shower, but I will dress, put on a baseball cap, and get to figuring things out. Taking the last of the trash out before digging in, which means kitty litter change time.
I'm not doing any better today, really. It is just that... it has been on my mind a while, the heat has a direct impact on my life, the game crashed... or... a conflux of events lead to me being at the point where I am about to get to it. That is, simply put, all I get in this life. But I take it with relish, and a bit of mustard if I may. Hehe Yeah, I like it here. I think I'll like it in heaven, or even purgatory if I... miss the queue a bit. Yeah, I need to work on that. Getting visiting communion would help, for a while, till I can get back on my feet.
Well, it is time to get to it. Have a loverly day. If that fails, plan on one tomorrow. And don't quite planning even if you never have another loverly day. It's... always about hope. Later.
Awake, on a cool morning.
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I think there is something else to the heat. When I don't sleep well, something heat interrupts, I become additionally subject to heat. It's a cascade effect. Everyone has it, but those of us who are turtles and slugs... simply get hit worse. No worries, at least I am young enough to survive it and in a place where, even within the week, I will have figured out a solution. I have it, actually, it is simply implementing it. What bothers me are those people who are too frail and poor and alone. It bothers me greatly. Then again, I can barely do what I need, there is little I can do for the others. Well, prayer.
I am going to tinker a bit this morning, then, maybe when I close up the windows, I will get out of my pajamas and put on something a bit more social, and get to working on the window treatment. I doubt if it will take an hour. My guess is a saw horse platform will got together in less than an half hour, which is the first thing. Will I get it cut just right!? Not the first time. I will undercut and just edge out. How long will I have to tinker with the saw horses and plywood to make a platform? Who knows. On the good side, once I know something... I just know it. Next time I won't have two projects, just one. Oh, sure, seems quite simple. And it is. It is just all new and I live in fog. Distances and complexity combined with newness all make anything seem... risky, untouchable. How did I make it through some of the courses in engineering school? Sleeping a month then studying a few days before a midterm, or final. Who knows. And I never know what I know so I never quite can be sure if I can do something, if I always seem quite able when it comes down to it. An old man? Yes, I have become a very old man in a rather young man's body. Plus I think I will make it to be an old man on top of it. Spooky, but... not... too.
Well, on to waking, then that task. Have a good morning.
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I think there is something else to the heat. When I don't sleep well, something heat interrupts, I become additionally subject to heat. It's a cascade effect. Everyone has it, but those of us who are turtles and slugs... simply get hit worse. No worries, at least I am young enough to survive it and in a place where, even within the week, I will have figured out a solution. I have it, actually, it is simply implementing it. What bothers me are those people who are too frail and poor and alone. It bothers me greatly. Then again, I can barely do what I need, there is little I can do for the others. Well, prayer.
I am going to tinker a bit this morning, then, maybe when I close up the windows, I will get out of my pajamas and put on something a bit more social, and get to working on the window treatment. I doubt if it will take an hour. My guess is a saw horse platform will got together in less than an half hour, which is the first thing. Will I get it cut just right!? Not the first time. I will undercut and just edge out. How long will I have to tinker with the saw horses and plywood to make a platform? Who knows. On the good side, once I know something... I just know it. Next time I won't have two projects, just one. Oh, sure, seems quite simple. And it is. It is just all new and I live in fog. Distances and complexity combined with newness all make anything seem... risky, untouchable. How did I make it through some of the courses in engineering school? Sleeping a month then studying a few days before a midterm, or final. Who knows. And I never know what I know so I never quite can be sure if I can do something, if I always seem quite able when it comes down to it. An old man? Yes, I have become a very old man in a rather young man's body. Plus I think I will make it to be an old man on top of it. Spooky, but... not... too.
Well, on to waking, then that task. Have a good morning.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Ah well.
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Zombified, for the last few... while... I ran out of tobacco a few days ago. So, after suffering withdrawals for a relatively long time, I finally got to town today. Of course, while getting ready to go to town I found a can of tobacco. I simply thought I had used it already. At least the last few days, until today, were cool enough. Today seemed like it was murder hot. Just to get that ac in... Yeah, yeah, I know. I guess I was born to suffer. At least I can survive it. Amazingly well even. I just don't like it. I actually pray that my suffering here helps someone in purgatory. I have heard that it can do that. Perhaps they just say that to try to make pain and discomfort more... amenable. Perhaps they believe it. Perhaps it is true. After my experience there, if that is what it was and it did happen at all... I do hope it helps some poor soul, or dozen, get through that and on to the rest of their way quicker.
I have been doing bits and pieces. Several loads of laundry have gone forward. A little picking up has occurred. Little things here and there, if nowhere near where I really want and need it to be. Yes, the ac will help. But just getting that in seems impossible at times. Things have to be just so and I won't rush or short the task. It has to be right. It has to be by my hands. It will happen. I honestly think I might have it in tomorrow morning. That IS the plan.
The girls are weird. I wasn't sure I was feeding them right, for a few days anyway, so I started using the timer. But... that wasn't their problem. My game is stealing too much of my time. And, yes, there is that. So, I am trying to cut the gaming down, include them when I can into my life, and either pester them (in the most nice of ways) or chase or let them hunt me every few hours. Yeah, they love their ogre. Of course, I love to pester them when THEY are napping sometimes. Payback and all. They certainly pester poppo when he goes to bed. Queen of the ogre, scratch and wake, let's check poppo's breath with our whiskers... lots of fun bedtime games! Bwats! Tsokay, as I said, payback is a pleasure.
Hmm, on to bed. I am absolutely beat by this heat today. I enjoyed three or four days of relative cool. It helped recharge a bit. Maybe enough to do that one simple task. Good night.
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Zombified, for the last few... while... I ran out of tobacco a few days ago. So, after suffering withdrawals for a relatively long time, I finally got to town today. Of course, while getting ready to go to town I found a can of tobacco. I simply thought I had used it already. At least the last few days, until today, were cool enough. Today seemed like it was murder hot. Just to get that ac in... Yeah, yeah, I know. I guess I was born to suffer. At least I can survive it. Amazingly well even. I just don't like it. I actually pray that my suffering here helps someone in purgatory. I have heard that it can do that. Perhaps they just say that to try to make pain and discomfort more... amenable. Perhaps they believe it. Perhaps it is true. After my experience there, if that is what it was and it did happen at all... I do hope it helps some poor soul, or dozen, get through that and on to the rest of their way quicker.
I have been doing bits and pieces. Several loads of laundry have gone forward. A little picking up has occurred. Little things here and there, if nowhere near where I really want and need it to be. Yes, the ac will help. But just getting that in seems impossible at times. Things have to be just so and I won't rush or short the task. It has to be right. It has to be by my hands. It will happen. I honestly think I might have it in tomorrow morning. That IS the plan.
The girls are weird. I wasn't sure I was feeding them right, for a few days anyway, so I started using the timer. But... that wasn't their problem. My game is stealing too much of my time. And, yes, there is that. So, I am trying to cut the gaming down, include them when I can into my life, and either pester them (in the most nice of ways) or chase or let them hunt me every few hours. Yeah, they love their ogre. Of course, I love to pester them when THEY are napping sometimes. Payback and all. They certainly pester poppo when he goes to bed. Queen of the ogre, scratch and wake, let's check poppo's breath with our whiskers... lots of fun bedtime games! Bwats! Tsokay, as I said, payback is a pleasure.
Hmm, on to bed. I am absolutely beat by this heat today. I enjoyed three or four days of relative cool. It helped recharge a bit. Maybe enough to do that one simple task. Good night.
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