Lots and lots and lots of sleep.

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Something is a bit off kilter.  Then again, outside it was 99 today.  Real, or felt, or an off thermo, I can't say.  Though at least two of us thought that sounded about right.  The cave was 78, a 21 degree difference.  While that is excellent, without ac, that is still... let me see... oh, right, 78 degrees!  For the last three decades, heat like that would absolutely destroy me.  I can nap in this, sometimes, with a blanket.  Though lately, the last couple of days, I have been using the ac.  Which, I do believe, is allowing me... or almost forcing me... to sleep very long hours.  As to dreaming, I am not sure if that is caused by extra sleep or the cool.  But women have been oppressing my sleep cycles.  Hmm?  I'm a celibate.  Oppressing indeed.  Sure, until I went clean, I spent half of my money on wine women and song.  The rest of it I outright wasted.  I suppose locking Athena away was bound to give me headaches.  Pampered little... never mind.

I do believe I am going long.  With fasting that is.  I will do one more cycle, as I am set up for it.  Then I will go three days off, eating on the third day, then two days off, eating on the second day.  By then potassium and an edible form of vitamin b complex should be in.  I will definitely be using creamed tea and creamed or not bone broth, both daily.  Though I do believe I have to... get a grip on volumes.  I have been a bit... inattentive regarding volumes, and that might be part of the problem.  A few tablespoons rather than an half to a full cup of cream, for example.  I haven't dug back to review how I prepped the stock, whether with mirepoix or not.  I have it, I need it, I will use it, either way.  But next time, for sure, beef, chicken, fish, or pork, I will not use mirepoix.

Fish stock?  Or so they say.  I haven't dug into that yet.  Although as dear as good fish are, I'm not sure I could afford it.  Though, who knows.  Maybe the fishmonger wouldn't mind sending fish heads for the stewing along in the batch on the cheap, with large enough orders.  Well, and the shells and heads of shrimp, lobster, and such could be saved together in the freezer until enough was left for the stock?  Even if both are even rare delicacies than fish itself.  Hmm...  I will keep such things on my mind.  Do NOT poison my fishhead soup.  My spirit will have first one, then the other, of your eyes.  *wink blink grin*

I have received a response to my inquiry.  I expected that I might have, in my possession, one of the potentially more egalitarian books by the author.  I will review it, after reading what is underway.  I don't skip well.  I do what I do as I do things.  Though, when finished, if it is sat, I will look at another book by the author.  There is a chance his ideas on these matters are not too... modern... to be tolerated.  While I absolutely reject equality, I also know that women have to watch out for themselves at times.  They are not simply dainty flowers.  However, if they follow their nature, and refuse to murder, they will go through times where they are or are nearly completely dependent.  And that time might last from months to... longer.  They may not be able to go back to work.  And employers should not be required to wait for them, and then wait on them and their child(ren).  Not equal.  If they need to have some understandings.  The world may be unkind to a single solo man, but they are absolutely ruthless to women.  Not equal.  Not close.

Blood sugar was 184.  Bleh.  Part of the reason I have decided to go ahead with longer fasting, though after I have extra vitamins and minerals.  I would like to add more salads, but that is more carbs.  Even every other meal of that is pushing things.  And, yet, until I have potassium going into the engine, that is the way of it.  That potassium powder is such nasty stuff though.  Oh well.  Perhaps I can doctor it up somehow.  Extra thick stock, cream on that, go savory... or with extra liquid splenda, fruit, and cream... or tea cream and sweetener... whatever it takes at first, and then learn how to ease back and just take it like the sick dog I am.  Nasty.  Amazing that hasn't killed me yet.  Very very low.  It's actually what killed my bulimic sister-in-law... potassium deficiency lead to a heart attack.  Odd how, on either end of the spectrum, for such varied reasons, it might come down to the same thing.  Her around 80, myself at 250.  Same damned potential killer.

With those notions, and if you look into diabetes (especially or mainly(?) type-2), you will find that as people get bigger, their insulin goes up.  As their insulin goes up, they literally need to eat more, because the insulin is storing the fat rather than letting them use it.  They are, literally, eating themselves into starvation.  Then look at bulimics and anorexics, to include manorexics who attempt to lower body fat into the starvation area...  Hunger indeed strides in the lands of wealth.  It is welcomed, in fact nearly worshiped by some, if some of us attempt all we may to deny it.  I didn't think I was alone.  More are on the way.  Though, as I have suggested, this is just, from what I can tell, another dress rehearsal.  Though it might be the most intense one so far.  It looks like everyone from the cast, to the honored observers, to the peanut gallery are prepping to really dig in and do their part with gusto!

Uhm, right.  Later?  I never know these things.  Yes, actually, one way or another.