A rough day.

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Nothing done, not much.  I did wash the fruit, ate well finally, but could do little.  It snowed, but that is mostly melting away on it's own.  The house needs a lot of cleaning.  I just can't seem to get to it.  Medicine is going down well and regularly.  I may be drinking too much fluid, I simply can't seem to stop.  Thirst is just amazing, demanding, commanding.  I would place it at two gallons and more each day... more like three gallons the last three or four days.

I believe I'll go to bed early tonight.  I have been watching Spartacus.  Truth is, while it is okay, movies and episodes are... slow.  Watching them, even ones which interest me, is quite slow.  Reading is quicker entertainment.  The problem with reading is that it is draining.  More so when I hit the parts that are less... engaging.  I can only watch, often, an half hour or so of the hour episodes at a time.  And movies, I can only watch those about a third to half the movie a sitting.  I am hoping I hit a book that draws me in soon.  Even those are rare, becoming rarer.  And with authors going left like idiots, my patience grows thin.

Ugh... Good night.  I think I'll hit it right now.  See you in the morning.