18:00.

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Pretty much as I am waking.  Might have been just a few minutes before, but close enough.  It is 66 outside, 73 near the computer.  I think it was 68 upstairs?  Or... did I even look.  It was a good day for sleep.  My guess is, as the world cools, sleeping in, through, the day has become easier.

Sassy was fed, first thing.  When I am on a more regular schedule, I don't do that.  But, when I am waking an hour or two later, day after day, I tend to feed her right when waking.  It's as fair as I can be do her.  Animals are... more... cyclical, on a regular clock.  I can... only do what I can do, regarding that, at times.  I do my best.  She suffers through well.

I keep receiving calls from some biotech company.  Literally.  I blocked their calls.  I erase their messages.  They... keep calling.  I keep blocking any new numbers, and erasing their messages.  We have... no business to transact, no reason to be in contact.  More, I wish to make sure they have to access to my living or dead corpse.  Tech, of that sort, at this time, is somewhere between evil and extremely evil.  On... their good days.  Downright daemonic really.  I would rather be buried, but if I think they will try to get samples post burial, I will have the remains burned, and even scattered if I think simply burning isn't enough.  Yes.  True.  I would hate to do that, I would have to ask God for forgiveness if possible, in advance.  But I wouldn't let them touch, look at, sample, or get dna from my body.  For any price, at almost any cost.  I thought I was evil, at once.  And was.  So... yes, I know.

Ah, a call around.  Trying to find propane.  The regular propane stores are all closed.  The one I like for certain.  But... for just one of my older tanks, returned?  A store, a grocery store, does it, and is open until midnight... exchanging pretty much until they close.  So... yes.  One, maybe two, of my old tanks.  But not my new one, in exchange.  That'll I'll go to the good store.  Bleh.  I just don't want the better tank(s) being exchange for inferior, old, unspec'ed.  Yes, I'm picky.  Take care of your assets!  They will take care of you.

Now... to push... somehow.  To... get another shower.  To brush my teeth.  To get dressed again.  I did, mostly, reasonably dress today.  Not just pajamas, and the same ones for a week at a time lately.  Ugh.  A shower before bed... allows things to pop, a bit.  But, now, another shower, brushing teeth, getting dressed, and out.  I'll grab fresh burger at the store.  The meats I have thawed in the reefer are probably gone.  Ugh.  I'll check them, though, I suppose, before I go.  Toss them if so, then get fresh.  Nothing I wouldn't have eaten, if I had propane, so lost but in a way not wasted.  Oh, and maybe buttermilk.  Why the stuff from the store works, but not the stuff from the dairy?  For making creme fraiche?  I can't say.  Annoying though.  But it is what it is.

Ah, it looks like the fan gift, or whatnot, has finished.  Back to normal visit numbers, or a bit shy.  With all the views, I couldn't tell who was really visiting.  If I am not sure if even those visits are... real.  Just token visits.  Dunno.  But it's all okay.  I don't do this for the numbers or I would have hung it up a decade ago.  Still, looks like they visited 44,782 times... or I had that many visits.  I often have between 1k and 5k.  So... yea.  Thanks?  :)  Hope that didn't cost much, too much, in any way.

A bit of coffee, then a push and shove to get ready and out.  If I miss today, tomorrow.  And, maybe tomorrow anyway, too?  I don't know.  Ugh.  Later.