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Sleep was mostly good. My feet were as if blocks of ice, couldn't get
them to warm. So had trouble getting to bed for that. It was 78,
up front here, when I went to bed. And 77 upstairs. I think it was
between 22:30 and 23:00 when I finally got up and to bed. Once I got the
feet warm enough, and crashed, sleep was fantastic.
I set the alarms for eight and ten. Hoping they would just be emergency
use. As hoped, not needed. I woke at 4:46ish? It was 76 near
me, 73 in the main, up there. It is 72 front room and main down here,
and 46 outdoors. A nice morning, really. And, that, again, is with
a fan upstairs, on a lower setting, the central air fan going, but the furnace
set to 68. Interesting, possibly fascinating.
A dream, last night. Some woman trying to convince me to... buy
American. And, me, just laughing at her. But, no, seriously.
She would say. Then, I looked at her, she had been talking behind me,
while I was tinkering on some gadget, gaming for a bit, or such. Like an
informercial in the background, kicking in from time to time. But, as I
turned and looked? It was Lucy, from Charlie brown, only in real
life. Holding a football. I laughed so hard I almost broke the
fifth wall.
No. NO! Go find Charlie Brown, I told her. He's still good
for a few laughs. I'm going to Asia. Gone fishing where woman are
catchable, and sometimes still worth it. Keeping a house, having
children, abiding, such. Yes, I do expect that.
Hahahahahahahaha. Gosh, I love my dreams. Yes, they are
peeved. Good. Go get another 'too, some more piercings, another
girlfriend, or whatever. And continue with that attitude. It used
to be "Everybody wants you", now it's "I'm crying". I feel for real
widows, the rest not so much. Though, if a widow is young enough, and
really wants it, she can probably find a husband. There are some guys
who don't mind tested seconds. It's the rest. No. Just...
no.
Just... turning around, and seeing Lucy? Oh... I really did laugh.
Probably right into the waking world, if definitely as even now.
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Blood sugar is back up, to
142. Weight is
223.4. Meh.
I'll see if I can get someone to call, about that phone. I really don't
want to drive to SLC to get one. Anyway... yeah. Later.
Oh? Well... yeah.
Yesterday I commented no nausea... was a half hour too soon, I "expelled" that steak violently into the shower (didn't have time to aim small) scatter-gunned it. Haven't done that amount since my drinking days. Rare steak and horseradish & water something got me. I feel fine now, cup of Wendy's chili at work (9 hrs ago), co-worker brought it. 1-1/2 burger patty now with a hotdog bun, dogs get the other half.
ReplyDeleteDozed off without my c-pap machine, dreampt I'd fallen at work, couldn't breathe, and was trying to call "Help"... Woke up gasping for breath saying" heeefff, Heeeff.
Envious? Strangely. Since consuming draino, I very rarely get to chuck things up. My body just... doesn't... like the memory? Yes, I did throw up, three times with the stuff in my stomach, for twelve hours before going in. Then... they said they couldn't do anything for the pain, or else. It was all... sorted out by then. They expected me to die. And... I didn't disappoint. So, yes, when I feel bad? Sometimes I just have to suffer through it, hope it isn't fatal. I can't toss bad, or good.
ReplyDeleteI do wonder, about meat, at the stores these days. They are, I think, cutting every single corner possible. Something they used to consider tossing, they almost can't... for the costs lost, scarcity, and demand. The model is broken, so... they just put it out, good or ill. As mentioned, if my nose at any time, or taste buds, tell me no? I just spit out what I am chewing and don't eat the more. Thankfully, my dread of going through food poisoning, without the ability to throw up, kills my appetite pretty much immediately. I don't struggle with backing away. There is that.
Ah, part of the reason I refused the device. I think it will kill you. If you lose weight, perhaps you will be able to get off the device. Actually, I couldn't breath on the thing. I was fighting it. Knew it... was bad for me. It would have killed me. You... probably couldn't breath.
I do wonder if they can alter those things. Either through direct connections, or through passive programming in intermittent send/receive. It wouldn't surprise me if they plan on getting rid of a lot of guys that way. One cousin (in-law) died. Then again, he was in pretty bad shape, and probably took every jab he could get. Union lib. And masked up. But, still, it wouldn't surprise me if they can, will, program those to kill. I don't trust them.
That went dark quick. The wake up gasping dream was proof I'm not ready to go without. It's a comforting part of my routine getting ready for bed. I'm pretty sure mine is old enough to not be "connected". They made a big deal of getting a data recorder back after a couple months, for the insurance co to prove I'd been using it, so they'd pay for it. Now the new ones... those I wouldn't fully trust.
ReplyDeleteYes, very fast, very dark. I know it. But, damn, can't trust them for anything anymore. Doctors less, because they are the ones who should know better. Makes me understand, every day the more, how the Nazis got the doctors onboard en masse.
ReplyDeleteNot just Germans, many of the those pro-socialists who got the thing going that way, such as Einstein (go figure) were jewish. As was Hitler. Double go figure. Reminds me of the Ukraine. Go figure.