Someone is... saying... something?

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Yes, they... sometimes line up too well for comfort.  Could be chance.  But when the notion is pushed, in a dozen ways?  I retain the right to suspicion.

Women.  They do that.  When they try, they are horrible about it.  When they just do it, sometimes, they... are amazing.  This might be her.  Or someone who would like to be like her?  The woman.  THE... Woman.  Well, one of them.

Didn't make it.

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Couldn't wake.  I... went to bed early enough.  I was down by eight, I think, a bit after but not much.  Should easily have been awake by fiftenn hundred?  Give or take.  But, no.  I didn't wake until seventeen thirty.  Even then, was moving slowly.  Couldn't... get going.  Can't even make it to the store tonight, though really want to... need coffee, would like to get some pork chops.

Yes, my days and nights aren't just twisted, they are twisting 'in flight'.  This day can be as much as eight hours, even twelve hours, off from yesterday.  I sleep without the ability to choose when.  I fall when I fail, sometimes quickly, though usually longer... twelve to twenty hours uptime, at least there is that, mostly.  Down time?  A few to many hours.  Two to three down, rarely but just yesterday after a long stretch up.  Nine hours down today, give or take.  No control.  The alarms aren't helping.  So be it.

It was 75 when I checked outdoors.  I had the downstairs closed up, and it stayed around 70, less a few degrees.  Upstairs was open, it got to 70, with two fans going and the windows open.  Interesting little life, weather, seasons, this year.  California is admitting that it is out of drought.  Which?  Means more water. The aquafers.  Can't have them saying they are out of drought, only to have them then saying they are, in a year, again.  Bureaucrats can't be trustes, so must be... learned.

Almost.

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I... had an event tonight.  An invitation.  I meant to make it.  I have been planning, actually, since I got word, Wednesday.  I started by doing shirts.  Laundry.  I meant to have two shower taken, but a mistake in the kitchen... iterrupted that plan.  But, as shower this early afternoon, was had.

Brushing my teeth, four or five times since I was invited.  Oh, and pants.  I wanted clean pants.  So, I put those in this afternoon.  Unfortunately, they did not finish in time.  But... that isn't the whole of why I didn't go.  I was still completely shot.  I... got the shower, brushed my teeth twice since waking, Got a shirt out of the laundry and ready, got mostly dressed.  But... I... just... couldn't complete the task, though the pants weren't dry.  So...

From now on, I'll leave one pair of pants, what I am wearing, out.  Same with a few shirts.  I prefer to wear them a day or three?  Depends on the day.  If I break a serious sweat, one day.  If I'm mostly resting, three.  Now, the pants which are washed, and dried?  Will be put into airtight bags.  Same with several shirts.

Down to 71.

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Was, while I was working on the griddle.  Burgers.  Four patties, smash burger style, delicious.  Nothing fancy, but it honest is good enough to eat just as is.  Though, really, I'd like to get cheese slices for on top.  I won't do American, swiss... cheddar, munster, "swiss", and others, sure.  I've never liked, nor trusted, Amercian cheese.  Even as I kid.  Didn't like balogna or hotdogs, but I have... changed that.  To a degree.

Hey!  I love fried balogna.  Hmm... but that was back when I could have bread.  Yea, maybe not.  It just wouldn't be good on it's own.  Though, I could try to figure out keto bread/buns for that, and hotdogs.  The griddle is so very good as cooking some things very well.  Browning, or even better, partly burning the skin.  Well, now that it might be warming up, that is.

It stayed below 70 in there, most of the day.  The computer room might be warming up.  Yep, up to 74.  But... that is doable.  If I suspect warmth might finally be back?  Maybe.

It's 77 outside.

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Or was just a bit ago.  Still below 70 indoors.  But, a warmer day.  Not many clouds in the sky.  And it has been dry for... half a day?

I have been asked to an event.  And, if possible, will go.  I am washing pants.  Will need to wash some shirts and else.  As well, shower, trim or shave... haven't decided that part, brush my teeth a few extra times.  I will try to be ready.  Plus, it will get me going so perhaps I can get back to church.

I am in rough shape.  Not sure what is wrong.  The extended cool, wet, and dark?  I am not sure the heat will help, when it hits?  Once I get used to it, it... is like a springboard, until it breaks me again.

Down late, up later.

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I... can't remember exactly when I went to bed, though it was nearing or just after eleven.  I... wanted to stay up longer.  Maybe did, for a bit?  No later than 13:30?  I... think I fell closer to the previously stated hour.  Trying to push on back through.  But it has been so cold.  And the game is eating me whole.

It was down to 66 or even 64, before I surrended.  Closing the house up, turnin on the furnace, up to 72.  My fingers hurt, my fingernails hurt, for the cold!  I was dressed well, warmly.  It didn't matter.  I was drinking hot coffee and tea.  And, that helped, for moments.  I just couldn't take the cold anymore.

It was 68 in this front room, 69/67 upstairs (which was closed from downstairs).  Of course, it was 72 in the main.  Which... was nice for a good bit of time.  I turned the furnace on around five or six, when it was 40~41 outside?  Crazy, right?

I woke at around 17:30.  Betwen then and 18:00, I checked outside.  It was 58.  But, clear, finally, and dry.  It has been raining for the last day and an half?  Or so.  Cloudy, raining, and cold as could be.  It looks like the mountains got even more snow.  Beautiful.  Terrible.  Unnatural.  But... this, too, I understand.

Dreams.  Women, times, places.  Things which haunt, and frigthen, even me.  It is... not hell which frightens me... but heaven.  Not for... bad reasons, for good.  Have you ever received a dear gift you truly do not deserve?  And known it.  And, protested, to a degree?  But accepted it, graciously?  Then... you have the smallest inkling of my fear.

Good and bad.

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It was 68/69 upstairs, 67/68 downstairs, and 68 but warm feeling and humid, in spite of it raining, outside this morning.  Morning?  Midafternoon that is.  I think it was nearly 14:00 when I crawled out.  15:00?  I... can't even be sure.  It is a rough one.  I didn't get to bed until... at least almost six, perhaps as late as eight.  I... got stuck in the game.

Fighting through some of the roughest areas in the game.  Two, nearly in a row.  On the hardest settings.  These are two of the three or five areas where super duper equipment doesn't help.  Still, I made it through.  Then played a bit longer to get past those areas a goodly bit.  Then saved.  The problem with saving, in this playthrough, is I only get fifteen saves.  So I have to use them very sparingly.  Which... also means if my 'toon dies, I have to start way back... possibly.  Strategic saving is vital.  It... also means, when I get through a really tough area, I should shove on through as far as possible before saving again.

As well, being up so late, I... became dumfoundedly hungry again.  So, I hate.  Potatoes and ribs.  Had to eat.  Famished.  Starving.  I am learning, that if I stretch my day, I will eat, like, want, or choose it consciously, or not.  And it won't always be the best food.  I did have kefir before and with the start of the meal, and a vinegar tonic after.  So there is that.

Didn't post the last... until just now.

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I thought I had.  My internet is extremely spotty.  Clicking the publish tab doesn't mean it publishes.  If it doesn't connect through it will simply not send it.  Doesn't matter, only, maybe, one reader here legitimately?  Two?  Three?  They don't show up, but... I get hints in other ways.

No extra coffee.  The extra water I found isn't... enough.  I doubt it, after rechecking, will get me through to when the filters arrive, then are installed, then water is made.  They are set to arrive Wednesday, but they could arrive quite late.  Often early afternoon, but not always.  So... either I skimp on coffee, a day or two.  Or more likely, assuming I can, I buy a bit of water.  Though... perhaps there is a way to reset the filters.  Just because time or amount of water through, is gauged, doesn't mean the filters are used up.  As a fact, the water is still coming through as quite fresh.  With no more particulate than when I first installed them.  I'll... do some looking, shortly.

I am having a second vinegar tonic.  And enjoying, to be honest.  Kefir isn't ready to reset, so I can't have more.  Used up most of what was available.  It's been so cool that kefir just isn't fermenting fast enough.  It is taking two to three days to finish.  Oh well.

Ran out of filters.

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Or... the machine is saying the filtration process is in need of replacement?  Something.  I need to check on that.  Because these filters shouldn't be close to being done, especially since I have titrated water softening into as close to perfection as possible.  That, and all the fresh water from this spring, which is still coming in through thaw and fresh rain, means the particle number is a quarter of what it usually is.

But, I have ordered filters.  They will... come when they come.  Wednesday, it is suggested.  Will see.  So, I am having to watch how much water I use.  Unfortunately, I pulled the refrigerated water jars, and just used those up.  Or they could act as a backup.  May go back to doing that, just switching them out from time to time.  I would like to fill a few five gallon tanks, but that would take a lot of extra work.  And, those would only last about a year, if chlorinated as well.  In a container that has been cleaned, with chlorine, first, on top of that.

People think you can just store water away in milk jugs, forever.  Man, will there be a lot of sick people when they find out that doesn't work.  Besides, milk jugs degrade, even hidden away.  But, if they don't?  The water in them would be bad, possibly extremely toxic, after even six months.  You can't clean the milk out well enough to prevent growth.  Don't do that, people!  I'm... saying that for your sake, not mine.

I was a bad boy.

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I ate not once, but twice, outside of my intermittent fasting window.  The first meal was rather hefty, a package of gizzards and a small can of mushrooms.  But I wanted to taste the ribs.  I didn't have a lot of it, but I had... half a pound?  Or so.  Very good.  I was worried blood sugar would be very high, again, today.

As well, I didn't, for the cooking time, get to bed until nearly four?  Three?  Can't remember.  I have a solid headache for it.  And other aches, pains.

Ah, but while blood sugar did go up this morning, it wasn't as bad as I had feared.  It is 174 fasting.  I'll... work on that.