Late.

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Up and down.  It was well after five, closer to six... or even after, when I finally went down.  In part because I kept adding things to the corned beef process.  First, I wanted to add stock, a mix of chicken and beef.  Then, this, then that.  Finally getting it all put together and in... but then it has to cook!  That only took an hour.  But, to eat, I had to cool some portions of it off.

Delicious.  Even if stock made absolutely no difference... to my taste buds.  But I was tired.  Should have been in bed at midnight.  Would have been, had I not invited my friend and his woman, if she was available, over.  Which, is good.  I needed a push.  Even if it delayed my sleep schedule, and jostled things.

Sometimes, I need to have a reason to push.  To keep going.  Mostly, these are contrived.  Artificial to any natural courses of life.  Without them, there is only sleep and then, eventually, a quiet, simple, humble, solitary, death.  So, yes, push.  Can't push for our own reasons, really, when everything is pretty much already settled.  So... contrived it was, is, will be.

It will be later, the visit.  Which... is fine.  I was pretty toasted.  I heard the call, which turns out to have been at noon, but didn't check, then respond, until 13:30.  With more time to sleep, I took it.  Another hour anyway.  Would like to sleep more, but... didn't.  I set the brined brisket back to it.  But at a very low, slow, warming.  On the lowest setting.  I'll check it in fifteen.  Then in another fifteen.  If it is doing well, I'll just stir it every half hour.

I would like to have shaven, again, today.  But the face is still a bit rough.  Will have to relearn to shave with this stuff.  It is so very slick.  But, I do like it much better, when I get, or am, used to it.  At least I got shaved rightly, right down to the skin.  Tight, inspection worthy.  Though, with demerits for such a bloody mess.

Breakfast water is started.  More cooking today.  The chicken drumsticks, fried, then baked.  And, maybe, something else.  For food, taco salad shortly, then more corned beef and cabbage for later.  I finally had to reorder protein.  Down to just the chocolate, but it is... actually, really good.

Oh, and, with the old kefir?  I thought were were no grains, so dumped it in the sink.  But there was a large  grain!  It, thankfully, got caught in the trap, and rinsed off.  I, carefully, delicately, saved it.  I only had a bit of milk, but some cream.  Went to the store to grab a bit of milk.  No lightly pasteurized, so I took what I could get, avoiding the ultra-pasteurized anyway.  And, then, got it in that.  If the cream was okay for short term, it really needs whole milk.  Not the fat of that alone.  So, we will see.  I did dump one jar, and that all went.  I was... mad, wrongly.  Just hard to find, I guess.  I'll clean it tonight, but in a plastic sieve, rinsing to find the grain, as the kefir produced from regular milk, to my mind, is no good... other than to grow the kefir.  Just want to see if it will work as well as fresh kefir.  Or, may add it in to have more kefir at once.  There IS a grain... finally, I am finding it.  Next to see, eventually, if it will be findable in an half gallon jug of the stuff...  but that is a bit off.