Procrastination can be a friend.

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Nothing fancy, but it is nearly 16:00.  Ten minutes to go.  By the time I shut off the machine, get upstairs, attire correctly for sleep, and tuck in, it should be around... 17:00.  :p  I'm about to fall out of my chair, which means I am moving slowly.  But, seriously, I'll be to bed in less than half an hour.  I may feed Sassy on my way.

Insulin is in, medicine was taken.  No more food, but breakfast was spiffy.  I got the package that arrived.  Got to the post and picked up those packages.  All good.  Successful for a dark, otherwise nothing, day.  Oh, and I completed the second to the most difficult level of Doom.  Then went back to check some things.  I pretty much emptied the game.  I may try the most difficult level.  We'll see.  It'll be... a sever challenge, for an old, nearly dead guy.  But... what else do I have that challenges me.

As mentioned, I'll say a good prayer tonight, as is the usual.  You'll be in it, probably a number of times.  I pray for some, though, just when I see their names.  For their deeds, misdeeds, harms, fouls, joys, and life.  I remember being a fool, Godless, and desperately in need of prayer.  Some one, it seems, did pray.  And?  I'm still in need of prayer, but am in a position to... pray for myself, and others as well.  I didn't think I'd live this long.  Or ever be here.  Goodnight.