Uhmm, love the vibes.

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They come pouring in sometimes.  Some from past loves, some from guys who get it... or want to.  Vicarious might be what is left?  Some from dames with... things of their own in mind.  Sometimes, usually, it's a small joy, sometimes grand, though it can be a terror.  Today it is a small joy, or more.  Too early to quite get the sense... other than that it is good or better.

Oh, fasting blood sugar was 130.  I haven't done anything different.  Yesterday it went 150 fasting, 180 after a fatted tea lunch, then 130 for bedtime.  Nothing but plain tea and that fatted tea... wait, I did have a can of corn and three drummies.  Hmm... same as the last few days.  I don't get it, but I'll take today's result.

Back to music.  I can almost see through Joan into... her eyes, the one with intent.

This is from one of two old friends who thought they missed out, a la last song.  I think they had it better, just don't... you don't know what you had until it's gone.  I miss... well... most of them.  Mostly.

Oh, this next made me laugh.  And more.  I consider the left of the feminine.  This song spoke of my frustration with women... one of the frustrations.  This video encapsulates all that, then binds it with the NPC meme so well.  It explains why many men really are just walking away.  Still... a gas.

The rest are bits and pieces of this and that from here and there.  Parts of the various ages and ways of Doom.  Someone digs deep, someones probably.  I'm just... thanking, commiserating, something?





Good morning and day.