Steak.

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Baked, at 350, for fifteen minutes.  Just to... get it up to temp.  Then, five minutes on medium high, to high... flipped and the heat turned to a medium low for three minutes... in a thicker pan that holds the heat.  Pulled it, set it for five minutes, then started in.  Very good.  Not as absolutely rare as I like it, but for pan frying, this is as good as I can cook a steak.  The limit being that it is a a new york strip, and the fat on some of them (including partially on this one) is off.  I was able to cut the outside eighth of an inch off, and the fat under that was good.  I... love the fat, save on new york strips.  At least I didn't have to cut it all off.  Rancid, or something.

I ate half of it.  The rest is for tomorrow.  Very good though.

Oh... was...

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While commenting, I remembered something from some time back.  Had to find it.  Found it.  Enjoyed it.  Thought to share it.

While I found that, found another.  Hey... yeah... well?  Enjoy, or don't.

Seen in a whole new light.

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I've posted this before.  Saw it posted today.

But, then, realized?  Pronouns.  They were laughing about it back when.

Patterns.

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I saw it.  In pieces, bits, parts, over a short time?

I enjoyed, immensely.  Hmm?  Oh, here.

I got nothing.

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Hoping to wrangle recycling.  Not sure even that will happen.  While... stumbling through life, I stumbled over two old and a new vid.  Someone thinks they are funny.  I won't fault them.  A couple are chuckle worthy.  The other?  Meh.  But I like it.

So... here.  A song and a few vids, if all are... representative... of... whatever.

Oh, sure.

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Women have complications.

They do.  Almost feel sorry for them.

Down for quite some time.

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Noon until 18:00?  I think so.  Too cool?  Not really.  Hmm, actually it was closer to 14:00 down.  I remember taking afternoon medicine around 13:30.  Then realizing sleep was needed.  Still, a longer nap than intended.

I am letting Sassy up, often, lately.  She tucks in and sleeps fairly well.  Does she leave and return, at times?  I can't be sure.  I am pretty sure she does at night, but for naps I just haven't ever caught her leaving, or returning.  But that doesn't mean she doesn't.  I sleep solid when napping.

Oh!?!

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Had to laugh.  Questions, doubts, rebuttals.  I... love this game.

How can you say that, but do this?  *laughing*  No... really.  *laughing*

Had to laugh.

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I suppose you would have had to have been there.  I was!

No, I didn't belong there.  My problem was my heart had stopped working, I wasn't woke, and that was enough reason for them to wrongly diagnose me.  Well, and saving a nickel on someone they suspected was dead meat without possibility of healing.

Had to chuckle.

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I had something, I say something... about something, boy, I say boy... not long ago.  Well, someone is using my notion back at me?  Maybe.

I don't mind.

Down and back up again.

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I haven't napped in ages.  I've been pretty good about being awake pretty much all day.  Sometimes the day is longer or shorter, or actually in the night.  But days have been more like twelve to sixteen hours, with eight hours down.  Pretty regular.  Between medicine, carnivore diet, the right supplements, and such, I've been doing better than I have since I got ill.

The only downside is that work efforts have suffered.  But... that... I am hoping is, was, will be, a temporary thing.  Initially it was due to getting used to the carnivore diet.  Well, and before that, probably diabetes?  And, since, it is the accident.  And I'll go through it again, as I get back to truly carnivore eating again.  But... after that?  Reminds me of building a castle in a swamp?

Dreams?

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Oh, aye.  Not... all of them will be all that exciting.  Or... not the first one.

While the first dream wasn't exactly on this type, it did involve various general and specific slide rules.  I just liked this vid.  I don't remember all of the dream, but it involved naval navigation, from the view of a submarine, plus general mathematic calculations, and some volume, titration, and other calculations.  Why would I dream of that?  Because... I like these things.

Someone saying something?

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Had to laugh.  Someone thinks they know something, and thinks they think something.  I won't say right or wrong, only... I... get their point.

It isn't just the women I have dated?  Hmm...  Had to laugh.

Awake, yet.

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Probably just because I became too numb to remember to go on to bed.  It's nearly noon.  So, okay.  I don't mind procrastination, through incident or accident, working toward my providence on some rare occasions.  All good.

Having some more water.  I couldn't have coffee.  And food is way out.  But... a few sips of lightly flavored, totally unsweetened, sparkling water will work.

Putz!

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You heard me right.  Or... Merry Christmas!

Hmm?  Well, today is the first day of the rest... of the twelve days of Christmas.

And?  And, putz!  Oh, I suppose I should explain.  Since... most of you are non-trad.  :p  Oh, don't take it badly?  Or... do.  I'm good.

Putz, in traditions, and a foreign country, referred to visiting friends and family, in order to examine their nativity scenes.  Since I have no such thing, doubt if you do, or that I am invited for such, and couldn't go even if I was?  I'll just put up a link to a store which carries a collection of them.

I like the idea, just... don't... know how to make that work.  Bachelors just... don't... live such a life in which such things are possible.  It just isn't how reality works.  For many of us.  Those things are for when wives, and more families, exist.  Men suffer such things, it's... just the truth.  Still, I... do like the idea.

Here are a number of fine nativity scenes.  Merry Christmas, putz.  *grins*

Sometimes?

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I think they are paying attention?  You?  Maybe.

Are you a believer?

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Which... set of beliefs do you put your faith in, is the real question.  If you... don't know, in the secular plain, perhaps you would like to see a few possibilities?

I didn't even bother.

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While resting as I prepare to sleep, I looked over vids.  A few new ones, but nothing interesting.  Then I saw a few.

In one, there were cartoon chicks, talking about men.  One of the gals was saying that her guy didn't cry watching the Titanic.  Her friend asked if men even had feelings.  Oh, I laughed.  I did.  That kind of feelings?  No.  If a woman is mad at you, she could watch you bleed to death and not care.  How they count feelings has nothing to do with ethics, goodness, or else.  Had to laugh.

Late.

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Late to bed, late waking.  Down sometime after six.  How much later is anyone's guess.  After six could be nine, but is more likely not later than eight?  Something.  Up at 16:30, though, probably.  Mostly.  Give or take an half hour?  Or hour.  Ugh.  Well, Give to the earlier, it is just going on 17:00, and I know I have been up at least an half hour.

Sleep was very good.  I had the ac on.  It was 73, near me.  Didn't check the other thermometer up there this morning.  It only got down to 64, but it was a cooler 64 than the 58 degree night not long ago, at least when the wind was howling through.  Oh, that was quite pleasant.  I did have the windows and all open for a goodly part of the night, but knowing I would be trying to sleep through the furnace of the day I closed everything down before going to bed.

Very strange morning.

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I left everything open.  And, left the door to the downstairs open.  With fans going, I think everywhere.  I woke a bit late this morning, if only from heat?  So, it was a rough wake.  The heat, if it get to the mid 70s, will keep me asleep until it forces me to wake up, it's... an odd thing.  Anyway, so it was 75/77, warmer near me.

I figured it would be blazing hot out, given those temps, this relatively early.  The downstairs was only 72/73 though?  I checked.  Nope, 68 outside.  Why in the world is it so warm up there?  That's just not... how it usually works.  But, okay.  Now, true, usually I don't have the door open, between downstairs and up.  But I would have thought that would have improved air flow, thus cool, even upstairs.  Guess not.