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I had an extra burrito, from yesterday. I ordered an extra, had it in the fridge. So I warmed that up a few hours after I woke up? Or so. Coffee, too. Then, just a bit ago, tea. More awake than I thought I would be. Had to fight to wake up, and initially to stay up. Now doing pretty good.
I started with medium compression, along with light compression, yesterday. And that is helping. It doesn't seem like a lot of extra fluid is being expelled. But by measurement, it is. The food really isn't helping me stay warm, even with higher carbs. But the compression is, especially layered.
The sun keeps coming out, but just for a bit, or mostly, or all even but not for long. It isn't winter, but it feels more like it should in Idaho, not Utah. Not far from Idaho, mind you. But, still. Idaho is just... cooler, colder, pretty much any time of the year. There must be some climate zone line somewhere between here and thirty miles into Idaho? Because, yeah. It's... different. As mentioned, it feels like, maybe, that line has shifted south?
I'd honestly like a bit more food. I have clean pans. I could do some eggs, and corned beef hash. But, then, I'd have dirty pans. And... I'm already behind, can't seem to catch up, on dishes. Need a dishwasher. Just... won't marry an American dishwasher. :p
I might go on to bed? Or... not. Not really tired. Not sure what to do. I'd like to get to clearing and cleaning the freezertop, taking another shower, checking laundry... bringing some down if not starting it yet. But I can't stand. I mean, I'm... not sleepy, but I am tired, exhausted. Bleh.
I keep looking for windows of opportunity. A way out, or in? Whichever would work. In spite of dreams, and visions, and insinuation, accusation, inclination, or else, I just can't seem to do more. At least I have been able to share some of my givings... misgivings? Or those of others. As it turns out, most of the vids in the four horsemen vid were "random" populations, at y.t. I looked a few up, that fit. Hope you have been enjoying.
Hmm... I'll... look around, think, push. Until something gives, or I fail and sleep again. Good evening, night, morning... day? Your pick. Later.
If your timestamp on this post is correct, I was heading into work.
ReplyDeleteQuick and (not so) dirty 2-eggs, 1-coffee cup, smear of butter, and a microwave. (Some assembly required) and you could almost add anything to it. If I'm craving a fried egg sandwich, it happens... eggs go on a saucer so they're flat.
I've sampled some of the vids, Next time I feel the need to go down a music rabbit-hole, I may have to revisit some.
Beef-n-barley soup, just now, want more, but it was the whole can.
Sorry this came out disjointed, short unrelated sentences, don't feel like tying them together with prose or poetry.
Oh, I gotcha. Don't worry about dancing with lyric and rhyme or whatnot. Just spit it out, boy, I say boy. :p
ReplyDeleteI've... become... food, and cooking, paranoid. It... goes with the rest. If you are good at something, do it. I mean, or what I mean is, I don't fully trust microwaves. If you know anything about fats, or plan to learn these things? Fats, heated to a certain temp, become toxic. Part of the reason deep fried foods will get you, especially if the oils are used twice or more. Right... fast food. Even knowing, fries sometimes? Bleh.
There is... probably enough stupid, crazy, new, and different music for you to dig into. But... I think one, a solo song on the last post today? Might... sound familiar.
Have a good one. I'm crashing.
Microwave... understood, you can play with temp. and time same as a flame, not as easy with a pushbutton, as flame,iron, food. Moving and flipping the pan gets desired meltings, renderings, and temps. Simple stuff/ warming, I microwave away. We will not discuss the rib-eye.
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