Good to get a phone call.

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My friend buzzed.  I must admit, I did think about not answering.  Not because it was him.  Sometimes when the phone rings, and I am feeling a bit awful, I just don't answer.  If I don't recognize the number, more so.  I am borderline awful, and my more... civil aspect... decided to answer before my obstructionist, or ill, side could let the call pass.  A haircut, today, was the request.  I want to go, and need a haircut too, but not today.  It's good to be strong enough to admit one is weak.  And, so, I did.  Not today.  How about tomorrow though?  What will be the honest difference between today and tomorrow, I thought, even while carrying on the discussion?  Ah... running start.  Yes, I need that sometimes.  Give me a running start, and a goal... chances improve.  The only thing that can get me off the line before the whistle finishes is mortal combat.  No one ever offers that anymore.  Old and slow, probably not considered much of a challenge anyway, rightly or wrongly.  :)

So... tomorrow... out and about.  A haircut, I wanted to check on their price for conditioner too, lunch, and a bit of shopping.  Hmm... to get up to speed, I might try a bit more force to push into getting things put up for the year as well.  Nothing is, yet, firing well or correctly.  The engine seems flooded, a couple of the cylinders aren't firing right, the battery is too weak to offer many cold starts so I either need to charge it or get the engine idling and get a run going to use the alternator... if it's working.  Yeah, I know a little about vehicles, if not so much the newfangled things.  A little dip into hands on, with someone who does, might help.  Then again, much of it, or so I have heard, is simply black box anyway.  There is still some real mechanical in there.  Anyway...  Yeah, I'll push to get the old jalopy of a body going.  Who knows, once started the thing can purr and run like a top.  For a while.

I finally got some coffee going and am filling up.  Water, in the early morning.  I didn't thing that would help, water first, coffee later.  I won't say it helps, but I will say it isn't hurting, so...  I'll just let the experiment cook for a while.  More water, throughout the day, too.  It really isn't altering anything, so dehydration wasn't one of the problems.  Yeah... I do checks, blind checks, and screwy-louies once in a while, just...  Well, look... hope is nice, but useless without some efforts to bolster it.  Don't pray for God to save you, pray for God to be with you as you find the strength He already gave you to save yourself.  You will be amazed what the two of you can do together.  Don't think I don't try, or just lean on Him.  He's... not that kind of Father.  And I am not that kind of child.  I don't even always agree with Him, if I also already know... it's my bad.

Bah!  Best get some coffee... oh, and some painkillers... down.  Then figure out how to lump my hump to something.  Boogers but it's hard some days.  Later.