Ongoing projects.

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While I am resting today I am not just setting around.  It's not even noon and I've taken care of a few processes for some ongoing projects.  Just because all you see from the crocodile is bubbles doesn't mean the bubbles are just from breathing.  Percolation.  Actually, I need to throw some meat down the hatch to keep that part of life up.  While I was out to dinner yesterday, I went ahead and bought some broasted chicken so I wouldn't have to cook for a few days.  Yeah, but I knew I had pushed it.  And food helps with recovery if I can keep that going.  And with coffee, or better yet milk, on tap, that should work out well.

My mother called.  My brother sent me some ridiculous sum of money for my...  For no reason.  In talking with him, he told her to make sure I cashed it.  Having a loose check out there gives him the heebiejeebies.  Now, cruel as I am, I accidentally already took pity on the lad.  While I was out yesterday I added the thing to my account.  I'm actually pleased to have done something just right, even if it was just the happenstance of an odd confluence of events.  On some things, a broken clock does have more surety.  It's nice to be lucky, even if I can't imagine him sweating the situation.  Oh, I love him.  But I like him too.  Which... gives me lots of room for mischief.  Don't you wish you knew me better?

Pieces and parts of projects in progress and soon to be.  This, that, the other thing.  It is never sure, it is never over, it is never complete, and I wouldn't have it any other way.  Even a snail, eventually, gets there.  Even a turtle finds love.  Even Doom has some little touches of joy.  I might not get to much, physically.  Though I already have done some things.  One of the ongoing project just got a touch of my magic.  A piece, a part, a learning or three, some measurements, and... more necessities and possibilities ordered.  And, with a relatively clear economic conscience.

Lunch?  Why, I do believe so.  Foul fowls frolicking cold and featherless leave me wishing to warm them with my presence.  I think I mentioned crocodile in there, somewhere.  It's not just for passing time doing the nearly unseen, war, or love, you know.  Gnom... gnom gnom.  Hungry!  Later.