So strange.

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Cold?  Yes and no.  Inside, outside, upper body versus legs and feet.  It is forty eight outside.  Supposed to drop to thirty eight through the night.  Seventy up here, tonight, with windows open and one of the fans going.  Just about perfect, to my general tastes.

However, my feet are freezing.  Nothing I have done seems to fix that.  Extra blankets, wrapping them, massaging them, else.  My torso is good.  Warm, comfortable, a little warmer than usual, if that is comfortable.  But, my head is cooking.  Not a fever, just kicking out heat like a chimney.

None of it really makes sense.  I don't have a fever, or chills.  It's just the various portions of my body seem cut from the other, with their own temperature controls.  How that is even possible is a whole other question.

Yes, I have altered my pillows so as to get my melon up off and away, so as to have as much airflow as possible.  It makes zero difference. While my legs and feet turn into ice blocks and my torso stays wonderfully warm, but not too hot.  If I were some massive giant, with my feet in the artic or it's sister, my body in the Midwest, and my head in summer death valley, that would describe the anomaly.  Exaggerated, obviously, but not by simple sense meaning. 

I'll try to dress and go down for a bite.  Corn was made?  It's not the best for diabetics, but it is only a seasonal treat.  Rice pudding?  Beans and pork, plus rice, cheese, and keto tortillas?  Who knows.  A fatted coffee, for certain, and a quart or two of flat (non-carbonated) water... maybe some carbonated water instead, for some of it, if available.

And gaming.  Working on prisms.  I have one pretty good.  Finished, but not perfect.  Made for a certain type of build.  Working on another.  I only have three prisms.  Not sure I can get more, too demanding.

Oh, looks like the game is made for cheaters.  They (devs, former devs) offer "services", such as opening and allowing all traits.  For a fee, of course.  And, probably, a risk to your system, information, identification, and else.  Crazy, but anything to beat a rigged game?  For some.  I don't pay to play, not that way.

On to food and drink.  It's been a while.  And I didn't eat much then, either. 

Someone keeps trying to remind me that's it is getting cold.  While it is cooling, this is still a rather warm fall.  Besides, even if I see it will drop into an ice age, mums the word these days.  I need to remember, people don't want to know.  Not the truth, not the future, not the past.  They just want to live, and cry over spilled milk as it happens.  The drama is valued, as is even the costs, oddly.  So... I try to let it be.

I forgot that, recently.  And have scattered the watchers.  I don't mind.  Just had to remember why, and chuckle.  Later.