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A bit more? Tire rotation and vehicle cleaning, inside and out, done. The oil check will have to wait until tomorrow. It is arranged. They dropped me from the list before though. I always worry now. Especially with no time to goof. I also picked up a few last minute items. Vitamins, actually should be taking two of those a day by calorie intake tables by even optimal size/weight. A good start. I had a good breakfast while waiting at the last... regular place in town... for as long as it lasts.
It has been partly cloudy, so cooler. It still hit 80, and is 76 plus in here. Ugh. An ac nap, then last bits of work. Packing, dishes, laundry, finalized collecting, but not much goes out until after the oil change. Bits and pieces. I was actually glad for the stall on the oil change. I'm... I need rest, more rest and more time to organize. I can sleep plenty and still have time to work now.
I get the oddest sense that I am known, somehow, and intensely disliked. Even so, for whatever reason, I am treated exceedingly well. I don't think fear is involved. I... have ideas of possibilities. It's... not just who might be suspected. Or the secondary local group. It extends into the dis- and un- associated? Really? Yeah. And they have no reason to play nice, or really play rough but actually treat in a functionally exemplary manner. Unless I am missing something? I don't miss things, usually... until I don't see the wall I am about to hit at speed.
Yeah. A nap.
Could it be that the notion of a muse isn't understood. Or is, but that is considered the wrong play? Either still being too fresh, or fresh in the wrong way. Probably a mix, of that and more. It is a very small area, and they really know way too much (if they also really don't understand what they are seeing), and everybody seems to have opinions about what is none of their damned beeswax. Hell yeah I know you watch. *blink blink*
Later.
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