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Hey, if I need more sleep, I take it. I have tried to push my mostly dead body over more lines, just... for no real reason... for far too long. Now, if I am still tired in the morning? I sleep. It doesn't happen all that often. But, lately, it's been happening. As fall approaches. That and hunger? I think so. The body does it's thing, sometimes. I can afford to let it. I feel sorry, genuinely, for those who must push beyond.
I do know, when I had to do that, it made me mean. Being mean can be good, when it's needed, but it can also make a person very course. Man, woman, child... pushed, they can become just a wee feral. This I know. There are times when... there isn't a choice. But when there is, I choose to be not that way, and not do what makes me that way.
So, today, in spite of being to bed right around 21:00 (later than hoped, but far earlier than it was going lately), I didn't wake until just a bit after nine. Fine. I will try to get to bed by 20:00, 20:30, tonight. And, if I need to sleep until nine tomorrow? Okay. Sometimes my body needs more sleep. And, while I can push beyond, from time to time, the cost of doing so can be harsh. I can end up losing days, or weeks, to a fog of sorts. I can become quite grumpy, mean even. I'll sleep, if I really need it, these days.
Sassy was fed first thing. When I'm that late, I... try to tend her immediately. She does try to wake me. Little stink-bottom. Pulls the curtains, lets the sun, or whatever light is out there, in. Pounces... not on me, just near me. Oh, she's a special little unit. And... I don't mind. I love my little furry lass, I do. Even if she can be a pain.
Beyond her, I fed myself. Summer sausage sounded like a start. But... not... great? It was very good, alone, yesterday. But two days in a row just... no. Then I remembered the banana peppers. Two of those, washed up, and in with the remaining half of the summer sausage. Hmm... a mouthful of vitamin C! Oh, that combination, water, was fantastic. Then coffee, after, to finish things off. As well, I'm continuing to finish off the chocolate. Just a few bits. But... yeah. I have it, it was very expensive, I'll consume it... as with the cans of veggies (if those, and this, more slowly).
I remember, when I first got the 76% dark, I didn't think I'd ever be able to honestly eat it. Milk chocolate is all I had eaten for most of my life. At this point? That 76%, to me, is nearly as sweet as milk chocolate. I can't wait to try to chocolate powder, in coffee. Just... a few times a week, but... Now, I have a sweetening recipe which works with diabetes and carnivore... well enough. So, it'll be less tight. Though, ugh, I've finally started enjoying it tight? Bleh.
Later, I'll cook the steak. Probably slice it, and put it over a bed of lettuce, or salad mix. Dressing? Or not? I'll think on it. I do love that dressing, so either way would be good. A third, maybe just a quarter, of the steak, will be quite enough. Hopefully these two meals will tend my hunger. If not, I may try to anchovies, or sardines, cooked in their own juices. Or the lemon sardines. Dunno, but... that hunger is getting to me. Now I have more carnivorish foods. Oh, I could have a simple lettuce, or tuna, or sardine/anchovy salad. I have... options.
Gaming. I ran my mage through, to nearly max for up to mid-level gaming. But, now, am boing back through for a general slow easy run, through the beginning levels, picking up as much as I can. For pretty much any and all builds. And... just... running through the basics of the story much more slowly while doing so. Catching my breath, after pushing so brutally. There was only one thing I couldn't do, in the mage run through... the last thing. If I think I can do it, after this slow burn run, I may try it. I have... as well... a few more options. And may have a few more options, and be a bit more potent even yet, after this slow early walkthrough.
This is an amazing game. If, as I suggested, I don't trust the devs. At all. They definitely cheat. Sometimes impersonally, sometimes personally. And, yes, they can. They know who you are. Well... on to seeing what I need to do next, then to get to it. Later.
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