Awake?

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Getting there.  Down just before noon.  It was as good as I could do.  Awake right at 23:23.  Or... that is when I got out of bed.  Not quite awake yet.

Sassy was offered fresh water after washing out her bowl, and food right off.  She was hungry.  And, being down for eleven hours or so, I prefer to feed her right off.  When on my six to more likely eight hour sleep cycle, I wait two to three hours after waking to feed her.  So, this... sort of aligns with that.  With a rotating schedule, I try to play fair with her.

I did get medicine in, "morning and night", yesterday.  My morning, and my night.  Will try to keep that going.  It won't help, immediately.  But, nothing will help any time soon.  I am in some sort of rut.  I still think having a woman around would help.  Children too.  The sounds of life... are pleasing to my ears.  Wouldn't be perfect, just better.  And... reasons to wake.  Someone to greet, even kiss.  Not sex all the time or such, just... kissing a gal as I wake would be... pleasant.  Though... sex wouldn't be horrible, just not always there.  Ugh.

I had an interesting dream.  Was it the Philippines?  Or some other island.  Westerners brought in tech, a long time ago, then abandoned it.  Old tech, but easily enough kept operational, and being brought back into service.  A new Western corp decided to see if it could be used to pull natural gas.

That worked out.  But, with the machinery being so overbuilt, there was some waste.  A bit of negotiating with the locals at the smaller and larger groups, and a plan was hatched to use the "wasted" work potential to pull water.  And aqueduct was created, and the thing put in play.

This new system brought a lot of needed extra water down through villages and to a major port city.  Worked really well.  I was on a tour of the thing.  Fascinating to see old and new, helping the locals and reduce over pumping from groundwater.  Uhrm, for a while.

However, while in there, myself... an engineering friend, a couple of native women, and a company rep, werewolves began to transform.  We had to get out.  Some of the engineering spaces were tight.  Several close calls.  But, finally, we made it into a sealed section.  And then on back.  I was able to help save lives, people getting caught in the machinery, or such.

I would have thought the creatures should have easily caught us, with as many problems as we had.  But they, I supposed, are animals in this form, and probably had a heck of a time.  Charging through an operational mechanical space, with little room to maneuver, they too got caught up on things, probably hurt by the howls of pain, from time to time.

My heart was thumping when I woke.  Not... fear... so much.  But... excitement.  Though there was some anxiety, if more the type that comes when playing tag and not wanting to be it.  For, I too am a monster.  I don't need to change.  But, I don't want people to... know my little secret.  And, facing off easily against two werewolves would have given... some potential things away.  I'm just not a human consuming type of monster.  I... consume monsters.  Or... so the dream seemed to indicate.  And boy was I famished.  Could have used just a bite, but too many witnesses.  *grins*

Got to nothing yesterday.  Will try today, again.  Did call my mother.  Her "obama" phone is worth everything she paid for it.  Lots of trouble.  When it dials through, or rings through, it isn't... always who it says it is.  Lots of problems.  I would think she was the problem, save she never had this problem with her other phone.

The government seems able to screw up everything they touch.  Probably why regular cell phones are becoming so problematic.  And, are those phones the ones being used for call harassments?  Most likely.  Still, this time, I got through.  Short talk.  Just... a welfare check, for my part.  I don't think she will ever call me again, of her own volition.  Whether age or temperament I can't know with certainty.  Well, and the idea that I will be selling off and moving overseas.  She's a bit... miffed.  Oh well.  Later.