Well, a bit of gaming anyway.

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I do enjoy gaming.  Sometimes I just can't focus to play.  While I did well enough in the game last night, the problem is I almost had to force myself to play, and couldn't really just play.  I might have to crack open a new game.  Learning on top of doing, and hearing the story for the first time, with it pulling me through as hearing the story is the incentive while learning the tricks is the holdoff.  Now that can pull me in for days, maybe a week, as I play with variables, check different methods, and such.  While playing it, I resemble Frodo Baggins when he suggested he was going away, that he had... things to do.  Only I have no Gandalf to take the game.  Of course, I can play that role too.  Thing is, in that case, I only want to take it so that I can play it.  :p

My sleep is in a weird phase.  It is moving back and forth.  My march back toward days just isn't going well.  My sleep is off, on top of it.  When both how long I sleep and how long I stay awake, are both changing day to day, no matter my intent and since medicine doesn't seem to help in that area, I just have to... slog through life and let that take care of itself.  I seem to be getting better at things.  I realize how sensitive I am to cooler weather, cloudy days, and such.  I probably always was, I just never had any control at all, so didn't realize what factors played a role.  Now, I have learned to manipulate, and which factors play heavier and what factors I can usually ignore or work through.  Weather, and seasons, are... or can be... very large factors.  Cool and dark enough, either after some higher heat, or for long enough, and I drop like a sack of potatoes, at least when I am down.  Halfway down into a low or on the way up from one, and it completes the bridge to the bottom.  Not much I can do.  As now, I think.

Hmm...  The cave is still high on the menu, though... if all else is failing, and since it is cloudy, if I can get to it, a hike might push me through some of that.  Don't know, never had that possibility before, mostly.  I still want to get to the yurt.  I think I can, without too much fuss, too.  It's just...  We'll see.

Sleep was rough.  Waking was rough.  But those things are actually fairly common.  The roughness was minor.  I best get on toe feeding the girls.  Sam wanted out, Sassy started out scratching the scratching post, to let me know there was a cat around, then got on the back of my chair, now sits at my elbow.  Ignoring her just a wee longer and she'll needle me with her claws.  *poke, poke, poke*  Youch!  She no longer breaks skin, nor needs to she has learned, to get my attention.  *poke*  Yeah, yeah...  Fare enough.  I did promise to house, tend, and feed, until death do us part.  :p  Oh, sounds like Sam is letting me know it is dinner time too.  Later.