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I need to get the air compressor plugged in, and get to work on the filter. Plus find the filter covers. Yes, slow, but... yes.
I called the college, about obtaining a swim pass. It is $55 a semester. Thankfully, it is prorated. So, for the final bit of the semester, to May 8th, it would be $18 dollars. I... can do that. They will be closed for a couple of weeks, this summer, but that is fine. I hope to get in tomorrow, or Monday, to get that arranged.
I made a breakfast. Wasn't really happy with it. An omelet, with onions, burger, mushrooms, and garlic... fresh onions and garlic. Oh, and cheese. It just... wasn't very tasty, I must admit. No, the eggs were good, the ingredients were fresh. It's... my skills, or tastes. Perhaps I just don't like omelets? I love fried eggs, usually.
Even if I haven't gotten to much else, yet? I love walking through my house. Seeing the more open spaces, the clean areas, realizing that things are happening. The right type of things. I am tired. Exhausted. Still, I am trying to do a few little things here and there.
My days and nights are being turned around. I have been awake until right about this time, 15:00 or so, for the last three days. I may push a bit longer today, in order to clean out the filter, perhaps do some vacuuming with that vacuum, and to get a shower. Very good. I hope.
I had wanted to get out, and have a meal at the Black Onion... a mixed oriental shop. I do like their meals, and they are affordable. I just couldn't get out today. If I get out tomorrow, or Monday, I will stop in. I have... gained a bit of a sweet tooth regarding their restaurant.
Haven't heard from mom or my brother since the very first week of the month. I won't... bother them. I tried mom. She... avoided me. I won't call if she doesn't want to talk. Not sure what I might have said or done. I... guess it's just the way things go. We are going our own way, I guess.
Life is improving. I am trying to get things going. I'll see, in time. Either things are improving, or I am dying and just don't see it coming.
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