Very good nap.

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Again, though, dreamed of the giant wars.  Got picked up, and like a stone, cast at a tree.  This, as it turns out, was not a dream tree, a looney tunes tree, it was... a Wolverine tree.  Unlike wolverine, I don't break, then heal.  I just hurt.  For a while.  But, I was made for it.  I got him to lose balance, then kicked him in the nuts, when he fell.  I didn't ever tell him, or anyone else, but... damn... that hurt my foot!

Got disturbed, in this one too.  Though, happily.  I would have slept way too long otherwise.  One of the young men in town, doing something something over there, with a machine.  I couldn't make heads or tails of what they were doing, by sound. Had to get my glasses on, and look, closely, for a while.

Seems to be using a skidster, but with forks... and... on those forks was a ground mincer, as for gardening.  Or, that's what it looked like.  The neatest toys, these folk have.  I would have gone over and said hello, not sure I am welcome.  I am... a stranger, from a strange land, in every way that could be meant.  Even had I been welcome, by the individual, I wouldn't want to cause them trouble.  Still, I was dying to go over.  Though, too, I would have had to showered, and cleaned up.  Which... yes, I should get dishes, and then that done.

You know what, if I am cleaned and ready, and see an opportunity, I may just go say hello anyway.  If I am not welcome, they can say so... or show it.  Folk around here, generally, don't hide their feelings towards... some of us.  No skin off my teeth.  I don't dream of being pounded by giants, or thrown at trees, to be of a delicate nature.  *rictus grins*  And, I can yet read humans fairly well.  If I'm not welcome, I'll cut and go.  Probably wouldn't stay long in any case.  Just a hello, a few questions about their toys, an atta-boy, and away.  Keep it short, that, for men, IS sweet.  Unless you can be handy, somehow.  Shovel on the side, move rocks, or at least get out of the way.  Amen.  Oh... that is... something women could learn.  Pretty is nice, quick is nicer.  :)

A fatted coffee, or what passes for it.  Sour cream, if there is enough left.  I have failed to do a dozen things which were in the works.  Kefir is probably done, have to start that over again.  All sorts of damned problems.  I won't try to restart things until medicine is back in the green zone, I can stay awake and actually do things, regularly, daily, and such.  I fell off medicines, began doing better on lower titrations, shifted up and am back, on my face in the dirt, again.  Will be there for a while.  The dark of spring isn't helping.  Though heat might be worse?  Cold?  I... you know, a nice, moderate, 60 to 70, mostly sunny, for a week or more month, would be nice.  Not going to happen, I fear.  It'll stay cool and dark until it breaks out into the 90s, then overshoots for a while.  Another long hot summer, if normal but not had for a few years.  It's back?  It's what I fear.  Don't have a sense of it, though.  Weather is... out of control.  Between the sun, and man's inactivity, expect only one thing.  Change.

Later.