Cooling.

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I checked about an hour ago.  It was down to sixty, at 23:30 or so.  So I opened everything up.  I had turned the ac on for a bit, but later, like around 20:00?  It was starting to warm in here.  So it really hadn't been on long.  And, upstairs had just been closed up and left, with a few fans going.  It was 79/79 upstairs.  I opened the windows and boosted the fans.

Still warm in this front room, and not chilling in the rest of the house.  But, not terrible.  Cheese, and gaming.  Cheese arrived today.  I have found that one of the tricks is to have cheese, by itself, from time to time.  And then sometimes cheese and salami.  It's less... problematic, for my g.i., upper or lower.  That and coffee.  Helps... keeps things moving.

Oh, and I got the last of the salami cut and packaged, then packaged those.  It is supposed to... cutting, bagging, and freezing... help the salami to last six months.  I'll see.  Once a month, maybe twice, I'll pull out a chunk, let it thaw, and see.  If it works, this will help.  My favorite salami is often just not available.  It isn't terribly expensive.  Terribly.

I just don't like many other salamis.  Either they are small, and very expensive per size.  Or too porky tasting, in the bad way.  There are... four... types I like?  Finocchiona, Soppresata, Genoa, and hard salamis, pretty much in that order.  There are others I like, but for the price, I can't do it.  Even these are a stretch, some are as much as $28 to $40 a pound.  No, just... no.

Anyway, so I found them.  I have them on cue.  I may order some of each sort of salami, as it comes available.  As I order cheeses anyway.  And, store them away too.  It would be nice to have a log of each, pretty much, on hand.  For my... manly monthly.  *eye brow wiggle thing*  Well, at least I'm not doing cigars and whisky these days.  A man has to do some things wrong.

Getting through the game.  Trying to figure out how to get through the bosses is the main problem.  The rest?  I... can usually get through.  I have four or five techniques.  The easiest is "Run away, run away fast!".  Though, with that, it requires memory.  Running off a cliff, or in a new direction into more mobs, doesn't end any better.  Only, I'm more lost as to finding my way back.

I have learned to snipe, sneak, boldly directly attack when the numbers and else are to my advantage.  My job, as it has always been, isn't to kill everything, or win a certain way, or... I'm... just there, looking around.  It's... what I do.  If killing something is required, for me to continue, then... so be it.  If that is the case, then... I'm not there for a fair fight, or a gentleman's settlement.  My job, as always, is to simply eliminate anything which might, could, would, harm me or hinder me, as quickly, quietly, even gently, as possible.  It... makes my life much, much, more comfortable.  And, as always, I am... terribly good at it.  Still am.  It's... a way of thinking, life, death.  Again, so be it.

Well... on back to it.  Was having problems with a particular set of bosses.  May have... sorted it out.  Now... to... sort it out.  It's how I do.

Ah, but... some music.  Just for jazz, shits, and giggles.

I love it, when she stares, shares, daggers.

Oh, I get it.  Like few... men can.

But...  I... win!  I... always win.

Though, was I too tricky by too far?  Still alive, shouldn't be?

But damn, they... get into my brain... in so many ways.

If I were to let someone help, it would be one of them.

Probably.  Well, either one of them, or no one.

Delightful dreams, even for as much trouble as they are and cause.  Amen.