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I suspected I would. Before leaving for town. So I ate steak, the last third of the sirloin. Which means I had two thirds of a pretty hefty sirloin, through the day, and two large fatted coffees, maybe three? Trying to keep from... doing what I did, suspected I would do, intended to do.
Jimmy Johns. Better than the others? I doubt it. But that was the goal. Two foot long's. One with two meats, one with every meat they have. I liked it, but didn't crave it, while eating it?
Then again, I am just coming back to carnivore. I still have... according to my general plan at the outset, another week left of having carbs, sometimes. And, I did what I could to mitigate the spike. Plus didn't have soda, just flat tea. It's... how it goes. Like I said, I saw it, knew it, attempted to... throw everything at the want, hunger, to change it. It just... didn't work.
On to bed. I slept a long shot nap earlier, from morning to midafternoon. So I'm going to bed a bit late. I'll set the alarms though. Hoping to get up and get on some things early. A bit of work, some business, and prepping for an afternoon visit.
I ask much, and don't seem to offer much. Though, handing out ribeyes and sirloins isn't chump. Still, it's... not to the level of what I receive. I... know this. Could it work out better, for another? It may. But, too, it may not. Something, but not everything. I have to hedge things, or I'll die here. That's... against the, or my, plan. If that ends up being the way, everyone will get a bit, the majority will go to charity. If I escape, we... can work on other things. Much... more equity to others. So long as my situation is tended.
I know. Holding people hostage isn't nice. But... when it's all you have, it's... how it goes. Then they get some choice in the things. Skin in the game... motivates. All I'm saying.
Oh, it didn't get warm, but I did. Right, carbs. Heat the body up. Though, too, just being more fully dressed. I should have stripped, put on shorts and a t, when I got home... but... was a bit worn. I really need to tend these things, when... I finish the day, or just get home from being out. Ackh.
Well, on to bed. Goodnight.
The season change from 70's to 110's this past week or so, is a system shaker. Also with an extra day off I slipped back to sleep 2100 wake 0500 (usually WAKE at 2100 sleep at~13-1500).
ReplyDeleteWhen I have a sandwich/ burger I make myself feel better by only eating the top or bottom bread /bun. Or like I described once, the bread was so weird I only ate the "inside".
Got to make sure the dishwasher can cook, make sammaches, and a little light housekeeping... I kid, or do I? Otherwise it's not doing anything until your dishes are dirty. Ability to shop on a budget, and not steal the silverware, a plus. You find one like that (I don't care if they're butt-ugly), ask if she has a sister.
It was HER birthday yesterday. Wish I had someone I could trust to place flowers at her grave. Sad I can't rely on my brother or mother. They've got their own problems, this one is mine.
Picked up some sirloin and ribeyes, yogurt, cheese, cream, butter, couple of pre-made salads. Sirloin had more fat than expected and the ribeye very light marbling Hard to tell the difference by sight (substandard cut to dump beef before a grilling holiday?) Wife unit picked up a 'Uuuuge tray of burger from cosco, and (miracle) the right tub of cottage cheese, so good there.
You sound as awful as me... listening with the ear of a woman? But... I resemble those remarks. Cows don't care, as long as they are outstanding in their fields. :p Dog? Okay.
ReplyDeleteAs weather changes, my sleep changes. As diets goes wonky, my sleep goes wonky. Both together, extra double funky sleep. To a degree, I don't care. I am trying to do days. If I can mostly hit that, I'll take it.
I don't... know when my woman died. I was at see, dying myself it seems. I do... wonder... if there was a connection. I link, to my people, tight. I sometimes feel their pain, and joys and else. It is good that you remember her, and still have love. It's... good for them, I think. They know.
Her parents didn't like her, so they absolutely despised me. Not for cause, just because? Didn't, at that time, learn the whole backstory to that. I... don't even know where she was buried. Or, maybe they cremated her out of spite. Yes, it... was that way.
I'll be picking up more ribeye today. Enough to probably eat it daily this month, if I'm more planning on eating it every other day or so. Hmm, yes, cottage cheese and yogurt! I'm still hoping to get raw dairy sweet butter, but not sure they will do that deal for ten pounds, salt free. But there is other salt free, better butter, but it is even more expensive. I have three half pound packs. Been meaning to add it to coffee one of these mornings.
Yea, they do odd things with beef, from time to time. Though I'll be honest, sometimes what looks lackluster ends up tasting great. Never can tell until you get a bite. Good luck though. And... congratulations on getting through to the woman. Like it or not, it means something.
I still think you should... start trying to talk to her. Not as an enemy, as a former, and possibly future lover. Find out... what is wrong, what it might take. Talk when you see she is... more open. You.... know when. Look, I only say this as a friend, and a bit of a jealous cad. :) Chomping at the bit to find my own cow girl. :P
Little By Little... I try.
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