Twenty hundred.

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Still haven't showered.  Will.  Did get insulin in.

So tired I can barely stand, but I want a shower.

Did get pill medicines, and finally remembered painpills.

Brutal.  But, it looks like the y.t. wave has ended.  Still, that was amazing.  I've only put, or planned to put up, a very small portion.  Those, along with daydreams and dreams at night, have really stirred something deep in there.  Not... a bad thing, or good thing, just... a side of me I had forgotten.  I might not even be able to fight my way out of a paper bag, these days.  But I wouldn't just hand over my wallet.  I've spent my life not doing that.  I don't mind dying.

So rough.  I turned the furnace off.  Will see what morning brings.  The last time I checked the temp, it was 64.  But that was sometime before noon, I think.  If I had to raw guess, I would say it's in the low to mid 70's outside?  Whatevs.  I just need to get a shower, dry off a bit, then head on to bed.  Time is ticking by, I should have been in bed already.  Goodnight.