I am doing some things.

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Okay, trash was collected and removed, dishes collected and set to soak, cat litter was removed and pans washed and set to dry.  There was no used hitting the bathroom as that is my de facto kitchen, since my actual kitchen faucet, again, sucks spiked pineapple as to putting out enough water to be useful.  Again again.  Gah!  After the dishes have soaked a bit I will get in there and do those up, taking the laundry in there to the washing area.  Further, I opened the windows and front door to allow some fresh air to flow.  That won't help with the fresh musk stench of a rutting bull from my room, but I will keep that door closed, and it is not heated so that will keep that odor at bay, a bit.  No, I haven't been being... uhrm... rude.  Just the sweat from dreaming... the chemicals that I produce.  Potent, boy.  That just has to air out, it infuses the walls and everything.  I'm not sure which is worse, this or the combat scent.  Hmm, actually I like the gunpowdery smell of combat.  But women seem to like this better.  Hopefully, though, they won't notice.  *closing door* 

If I do well, in a few hours, and take a short break again, I might just make it to town yet tonight.  Just for bulbs and a meal, well and to escape the dungeon.  Hmm, I might put some laundry in right after this post.  A clean smelling home lends to clean smelling clothes which makes leaving just a little more secure.  Lots to wash, just about all I own and this is no small bit.  Between not throwing things away and buying new from time to time as well I have some decent selection of, if often well worn, clothing.  There... is a reason for that though.  For times like these.

I have looked around for locking fuel doors for the Xterra, after calling a dozen places to no good effect.  Unless you did some serious work, such a thing will be little better than a locking gas cap, in truth.  My locking gas cap, by the way, was broken immediately.  Still worked, as a gas cap, but I couldn't lock it.  Busted.  With a locking fuel door you would know someone had broken in.  Unless they simply picked the lock well?  There is no way 12 trips x 50 miles/trip = 600 miles should be costing 350-400 dollars.  At 20miles per gallon it would only cost $120.  And most of my drive, save for the last 1/4 mile, are highway miles.  Even dropping it to 15mpg it comes to $160 in gas, and that at $4 per gallon.  I am being almost drained when I go to town.  Then again it might not even be through the cap.  I ought to look at the gas hose, see if they simply put in a drain spout or something.  Then again, for all I know, some of it is being taken right from my garage.  I just don't know.

Later.