Thursday, April 7, 2022

Well???

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I didn't actually go down until after eight.  How much after?  More than small change, though a quarter to minutes before nine I can't say.  I... wanted to go to bed at midnight.  It just... wouldn't happen.  A bit cranky for it, bodily.  But mildly.  I will take pain pills, but... just in hopes of getting to things.

I remembered the laundry late last night, and put it in the dryer.  I'll give it a spin yet today.  Then I'll try to get a shower in, and finish filling the last of the waterers.  And the waterers I bring in from chores sometime this evening.  Sassy has been fed.  I did her litter last night, but will hit it again sometime this "morning".  I am used to having to, for Sam and her.  So, keeping really up, by doing it just twice a day for her, is really... easy.  I still forget, from time to time, for a day.  But it isn't ever a problem.  

And, she has gone back to using the pans pretty much exclusively.  Now that it is just her poo and pee, and there is very little of it even at my worst, it's become a hobby... to check the old, see if there is anything she ought to know?  *grins*  Cats do like that.  Dogs are worse, so don't even go there.  Dogs might well think there is still some gold in them hills... and a tasty gold!  Cats are just... nosy.  Curious?  Such.

I have to get meds together and started again.  I have to.  And I am going to focus on that.  Sure, it frightens me.  Starting medicines back up is hard to do.  But, like I said, I'll take morning pills one day, night pills the next, for two weeks.  That should get me through one week of the medicine dispenser, but also get me ready without breaking my bullocks.  Oh, and insulin.  I've... missed a month of that, too.  Damn but I fall off the perch wholesale.  Surprised it hasn't killed me, or going back on it.

Then again, I sometimes wonder if the breaks from medicine give me a relief my body needs.  In those times, even if fed medicine, I wouldn't... be any more aware or well.  Something happens, and I just drop out.  Nothing to do for it.  It is a part of my condition.  I think they used to call it the dropping disease?  If so, I understand fully why it got that nickname.

Still, I will... try to get back to things.  Amen.

As to the game?  I have been, slowly, gently, trying to take on more... severe bosses.  One trick is to not have anything one can lose.  Another thing, is to try to find an easy path to the boss.  The one I am trying to get, currently, is difficult to get through... have to pass through mobs which can, have even now, killed me.  And, he is quite difficult on top of that, having killed me twice.  Plus, the simple pathing to him can be, has been, lethal.  He is a very stressful boss.  Not required.  But... required.

There is a second, and more, playthrough offered.  But the bosses and mobs take less damage, and deal out more, with each iteration.  If I can't figure out how to get to him, and kill him, now?  The likelihood of doing it on another run is... reduced.  So... But, I won't bang my head.  Each time I fail, I go do little things for a while, and some leveling.

I have only respec'ed twice, I think.  I may do it again?  Or just level even more.  Grinding for levels is boring, at this point.  Terribly boring.  And it takes forever to get a level.  I thought 30k 'runes' (points, experience points, call it what you will) was difficult.  At this point, my 'toon needs over 200k.  And nowhere I have found is that easy to get.  There are places where that might be readily available, but survivability... the outcome... both become less... likely to be favorable.  So, slow and guaranteed, or fast and likely to mess up... even possibly losing all gains.  Choices.  At this point, I'm taking the easy way.  I... just don't need the stress.

Well... on to my day.  Breakfast water should be hot enough.  Then gaming a bit to wake.  Then a shower, chores, laundry, and dishes.  Oh... I may stick with three litter boxes, as before.  But move them to different spots.  So she has one up front her, in the kitchen, then in the back laundry room.  It makes cleaning them a bit more work, but... all good.  I think I can, I think I can, said the massive ogre, who listens to a song with tinkertrain in it?  :p  Later.

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