Not bad.

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Had to go slow to last.  I haven't seen 15:00 in quite some time, naturally.  The struggle to regain days is far from a fait accompli.  This is just a step in the right direction.  A few more steps before yanking back on the reins.  Better, I don't believe I damaged myself in the effort.


Aside from reviewing lead, I also reviewed something called fat bombs, finding recipes I have ingredients and a potential interest to produce.  I need something more that isn't protein.  These should work.  As well, a bit of study on the Mound Builders.  Because.  This by a stonemason intellectually bitten by an accidental find, who realized the official story was bunk.  No one puts nine carved multi-ton ceiling stones over meticulously crafted stone walls with a door to solar or lunar activities... to put canned goods into, burying the whole thing, then without a door or even hinges or even a way to add shelving.  Ivy leagues really know how to indoctrinate.

As well, a bit of paperwork with more soon.  But, ugh, it is bedtime.  At least this time the salutation is good day and night.  I can dispense with the "morning" part.  Calling it at 15:29 and a music video of some sort.