Made it!

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Wasn't sure.  Time is harsh, and when moving slowly, a true enemy.  I didn't get started on laundry until 11:00 or so.  But that didn't work.  I tinkered until about 14:30 before realizing there was a problem that will have to be solved.  Most likely a dryer vent hose cleaner is what is required.  I actually meant to get that today but it wasn't really possible.  If I make it to town tomorrow, or Monday, I'll try to fit that in with business.  Yeah, yeah, should have that tool.  But, as a new home owner, there are some things one never considers.  My landlords took care of such matters before.  I had no idea, though... when the problem cropped up, I actually did know what... might solve it.  Not bad, in a way.

I bought everything on my list and change.  Soda wasn't really on the list, but it makes a nice alternative to coffee some days, or when making coffee seems like too much work!  It happens.  Three different stores and rush hour.  Bleh.  I called my friend, to take him out for a meal.  His phone went to message.  He has never had messaging functioning before.  I am a bit worried, truth be told.  I called again, a few minutes later.  Same.  And he hasn't called back.  Yeah... I'll have to follow up on that.  But I did have a meal in town, as a treat.  I looked at shrimp and fish, at my primary store.  The prices were simply too high.  The world is becoming prohibitively expensive.

Oh, on the good side, I am eating enough, recently, that... the toilet paper is no longer collecting dust.  Rice, or with fish, meat once in a while, and.... just... more regular food.  My system doesn't complain.  It knows the truth of a beating a dead horse.  I actually, sometimes, enjoy the starvation sensation.  Not always.  And it may be more that I have gotten used to it, or surrendered to it a bit.  It seems like pleasure, but I think it's not quite that, as I wouldn't choose it.

A funny thing happened in town.  At one of the shops, I noticed a... burner type.  Oh, she was covered, mostly.  She was playing low, slow, slim, and civil.  We do know our own, however.  Little... clues... little ways... little things.  While not technically a burner, I am definitely outside of the norm, and so consider burners... cousins, making second cousins, sometimes kissing cousins... *^eyebrow ^eyebrow*  In any case, she was being so cool and calm and just... then she saw me leaving as she was going in.  Big, I mean huge smile!  Then just a touch of the tongue out.  And a minor bite.  She... surprised and impressed.  All I could do was grin from ear to ear.  Long hair, I have, and a massive mustache with huge soul flare below the lip... think Three Musketeers...  Anyway... joy and grins were had all around.  A moment.  But that is, sometimes, all we have, innit.

I had a tailgater from Logan to my turnoff.  Ten feet off my bumper.  Then, whoever, turned my way, so I pulled over to let them pass.  A chubby Bart Simpson looking man or woman passed, then decided that driving the speed limit was too much effort.  I road their bumper until I could pass, and then I passed.  Not in the best place, I was a little hot.  Still, I made it.  Then!  It decided to ride my bumper again!  I put the breaks on hard, and made them pass.  If I had to I would slow down, wanted nothing to do with the idiot.  About halfway along the way, a state trooper pulled out in front of me, between us.  I was through with the thing, up to that point.  But that pissed me off.  So, I followed into town, watched which way it turned, then, the block before the main line turn, I turned in the same way, getting rid of the trooper blockade, followed on the side road, and tracked the driver to his or her home, or where they stopped.  Just two homes away from mine.  Saw them get out and go in.  Nah, wasn't making a point, mostly.  Don't like interference, though, especially wrongly... and... I haven't hunted in a very long time.  If that had been my prey, not even Death could stand in my way.  I'm... not the sort of brother who can be sidetracked, shaken, or beaten.  No indeed.  Points made and fun had.  Actually, I hope the target didn't notice.  It really wasn't about them, at that point.  No need to go disturbing the sheep.

Well... on to a bit of gaming.  Later.