It is a trick to fast and work.

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It wasn't a lot of work.  So far, I showered, reset soaking dishes, then finally made it up on the roof with the small sander and got busy.  By the way?  Paying more for paint is worth every penny.  I will give what is painted a second coat.  Just for a smooth sense, and... because.  No absolute need.  I'll never go another way again.  It even covered the purple, first coat.  Wow.

As to the sanding, the untouched window dressing was all that really needed it.  I tried several areas which were painted.  The concrete like paint just laughed, suggested it tickled.  Not liking to be mocked, and to truly test, I leaned in like a bull on a tourist at the runs.  Nothing doing.  Still, I kept trying various areas.  No really doesn't always mean no.

Blood sugar jumped to 171 then fell to 138.  Crazy system.  I did get one ketonic down.  Will get another in a bit.  I can have two, probably three, of those a day.  My aim is to have one a day, more if I do more.  It helps, slightly.  Enough to bother to make it.  Hunger comes and goes, but mildly.  It shifts from hunger being the problem to phantom hunger, the habit of eating, becoming the problem.  I haven't yet gotten past that and something else.  Is it keto flu, or a real limit, I am hitting?

They will regret having mated with the daughters of men.  God allowedd them to choose and devise their own Doom.  So be it.