I think, when I work to much, or am healing, I drop.

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I don't drop a bit, I can drop like a rock.  It isn't just physical.  My mind is still working, but only on the inside.  I did figure out my egg boiling problem.  It simply takes a lot longer to cook in the winter.  Look, duh, but also, not so much.  It was a lot longer, not a bit longer... going from getting the pan to a boil, then shutting it off for about ten minutes, to boiling for ten minutes, shutting it off and then letting it sit for twenty minutes.  That is a massive difference, both in heat output over time, and time itself.  Now, I wasn't able to get the eggs to be soft boiled, so I can back the time off... maybe to ten minutes steam time?  Ugh.

I was starting to think the eggs were all just bad.  For whatever reason, I decided, to day, to just push all parameters and see if it really was just me, or the technique/timing, or if it was the eggs somehow.  In part, cracking an egg open and having it not be boiled leaves something that is... horror inducing.  Or to me.  Fixed.  Now I will do up a dozen and an half eggs for simple eating.  And, next time I get to town, I'll buy fresh(tm) eggs to make homemade mayo.  I want to make a plate of deviled eggs.  It's... sort of thematic here.  *grins*  It's not the notion that souls equate to souls, for me, it's that the devil loves souls, and I like helping stealing them from his plate.  The devil's devil, since God just doesn't go there?  Mayhap, Paddywhack, give the dog... a deviled egg?

Yeah.  Oh, a nasty thing with weather.  It snowed not long ago.  Yesterday?  Today?  I've been fuzzy lately, of mind and time.  Anyway, I kept meaning to get out, when I could remember the need, but it didn't happen.  Guess what it is doing now?  Raining!  Oh, crap.  It's going to get nasty out there.  Hmm...  Might just grab some salt, sprinkle that around, if I can do that before it freezes again.  GAH!  I am so baked, I just can't... figure it out.  I'll keep trying to try?  Later.