So strange.

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I'm not taking extra waterpills.  I even miss every third day, of late.  Even so, my legs hurt from the water coming out.  As if too much is draining.  And, cramps, a bit too often.  The other things which will cause cramping is if my legs are too cold, if I am walking around in a t and underwear, when it is 72 or less, that will do it.  But I have been wearing warm pants, and have been warm.  Warm enough to consider turning the furnace down to 70.  Perhaps even 68, if still good.

As well, I am taking vitamins daily, pretty much every day.  As well, minerals, a compound of them that is specifically for muscle cramping problems when taking waterpills.  And D3 for good measure.  I keep forgetting the B complex, but... that doesn't really help with cramping.  And, to be honest, I haven't seen anything missing from not taking those.  But the minerals, usually, help with cramping.  Not sure why the cramps of late, with the care I am offering.  Maybe not enough food.

Mostly fatted coffee, lately.  Would like more meat, or just meat.  I'm not eating almost anything.  And refuse to go to fast food.  

Oh, I've been watching vids on the Philippines.  It looks like they are feminizing their marriage laws, or heading that way.  If they do?  I won't marry a woman there, or under their laws.  I will do it in the church, or even in the church in Argentina, skipping civil marriage altogether.  If, that is, I can find a woman who will do.

They, if they go that way, will destroy marriages, much as what has been done in the West.  Easily bored neurotics are not who should decide family affairs.  It's already risky enough, marrying a foreign woman.  I'll be watching for updates.  Woke, broke, everybody... save for the lawyers.  If they think it's tough now, wait until those laws hit, and then take effect.  No, just... no.

Gaming.  Had to go back, and redo a lot of things.  Made a decision... didn't like the outcome.  Played on for a bit anyway.  Decided to go back.  But, messed up the save, so had to go way back.  All good.

The cheese and coffee was good.  Out of cheese, until the next batch arrives.  Oh, and while what was in savings was $1.9k, three more went in this month.  So, yes, I have a decent little pot building up.  Should be able to get eye surgery set up by next year, and still be able to find a small place to rent while I go through the processes.

I just have to get days and nights to swing around so I can call them, and set up an initial exam.  As well, need to begin looking for a motorcycle.  Did get something, through the credit union, trying to get me to buy some things.  Had hope, but that is just an atv outlet.  I don't think they do bikes.  There is a place in Idaho, and Salt Lake City.  As well as personal ads.  Gotta be careful about all of those.

Finding a helmet that fits, getting gear, real boots, pants that can take a harsh ride, and a jacket or two.  Plus items to protect the bike.  I plan on spills.  Lots of them.  Some of them... created.  Not an adrenalin junky (anymore, mostly).  Just... I want to know how to best... survive.  And that means... taking spills.  Getting hurt.  Pain is my only true teacher.  But I prefer to mitigate the amount, as is possible.

It has to be above 300 cc's, literal size not phony numbers for smaller bikes.  For licensing purposes.  Plus, when I go, I may be giving the bike away, or selling it at a reasonable loss, but to... people I owe sorts of debts.  Paying off, gratitude, special deals.  I might be paranoid, but I am grateful.  Not... all that complicated.  Just the way my systems work.

So many things to get going on.  Ugh.  We'll see.  And, first, I have to be awake during the days, be able to focus... make calls, go on visits, and such.  I've got to get things sorted out!  Later.

Oh... but there is another vid that keeps popping.  I wasn't sure I wanted to show it.  I wonder if this is from the knight who hates me?  Wouldn't surprise me.  Does he realize that doesn't frighten me?  *grins*  Death would... be a gift.  Even if harsh.  He has no idea how much I suffer just to live, as I believe God has asked this of me.  So... I suffer.  Death, even a brutal one, would be... a generous gift.  Hahahah  *rictus grins*  His lot in hell, for mine in heaven?  I'd rather not, even so.  But, if he really wanted to go there?  Cool.  His hatred is deep, consuming, damning, death.  I hope he finds God before he dies with that in his heart.  He'll never even come close to purgatory with that in his soul.  

And a few brand new tunes which... caught my eye, or fancy.

Now, later.