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The eggs in the mini-skillets were okay, perhaps good. I diced a teaspoon or two of onions for each, added a bit of cheddar, then in to a 350 F oven for... oh... seven or eight minutes? While I was working on the bacon. The dutch oven is actually, somehow, still in exceptionally good condition. Did I mention I felt compelled to use hot soapy water? That usually kills the seasoning. It doesn't seem to have dented it. Now, I had worked that up quite well, and for a while. And what was in it had initially been high-fat... a gravy... a very rich one. All good. I will be using it shortly to caramelize onions in prep for liver, gravy, and onion.
I have all of the dishes from today, so far, washed... if in a second soapy soak. I'll hit boxes in just a bit. Yeah. I know. Shush. When I am halfway through the boxes I will begin heating the dutch oven for the onions, which are already sliced. I'll be breaking down boxes until the onions and/or liver needs my attention, part to whole time. Who knows how much I can get done. If I do actually finish them? Sort of with dinner? Then I might hit a couple of loads of laundry. Yeah. I'll... do that.
It's not like I am tired. It isn't as if I am sore. Focus, mostly, I would say, is just a bit off. Not completely, just a bit. I lose track. Let's see if I can stay on track enough to do a nice big gulp of real work. I love it when I make it happen. Later.
Saturday, September 17, 2016
A movie, little else.
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So far? In hope. With hope?
I keep thinking to make something to eat. Eggs, bacon, something else? I have several tiny cast iron skillets, about 3"~3 1/2". I am thinking, with a small amount of butter, and a warm oven, they would poach an egg well enough. As to bacon, I could cook that in the cast duct oven I just cleaned... a good way to cook bacon, and a beginning of the seasoning process. After I cook the bacon and eggs, I may simply put the dutch oven into the still hot oven, and let it season for a bit. Liver is for this evening, if I can get to it.
While tinkering, I may begin tearing boxes down. I really would like to finish those this day. With those out of the way, I may begin removing other objects from that area... a chair I do not want, and some other things back in there. Some to be tossed, some to be sorted and placed in a more appropriate area, some perhaps to be reorganized in place. Where the boxes are I am hoping to find a few things that have otherwise seemingly gone missing. As well, that is where I wish to put up the large shelf, plus an area in which to place the mobile small appliance cart.
I would like to do a couple of loads of laundry. Though food and boxes are primary. Well, and collecting dishes and setting a hot soak for those, plus any dirtied through the meals today. To be finished this evening or tomorrow. Always more dishes. Not enough, solo, for a dishwasher... food would have to be rinsed off or would harden... and how long it would take to fill a dishwasher would vary, but truly take... a week? Worse, not all dishes, pots, pans, glasses, and utensils would take the same wash, so... Good for a bigger family, not wise for singles.
Well, I suppose, I should get to something. I hate wasting a day, or three. Less so when there seems nothing wrong, when I am not suffering. Is it exhaustion of some sort though, or is it just lack of focus? I guess I'll find out. Later.
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So far? In hope. With hope?
I keep thinking to make something to eat. Eggs, bacon, something else? I have several tiny cast iron skillets, about 3"~3 1/2". I am thinking, with a small amount of butter, and a warm oven, they would poach an egg well enough. As to bacon, I could cook that in the cast duct oven I just cleaned... a good way to cook bacon, and a beginning of the seasoning process. After I cook the bacon and eggs, I may simply put the dutch oven into the still hot oven, and let it season for a bit. Liver is for this evening, if I can get to it.
While tinkering, I may begin tearing boxes down. I really would like to finish those this day. With those out of the way, I may begin removing other objects from that area... a chair I do not want, and some other things back in there. Some to be tossed, some to be sorted and placed in a more appropriate area, some perhaps to be reorganized in place. Where the boxes are I am hoping to find a few things that have otherwise seemingly gone missing. As well, that is where I wish to put up the large shelf, plus an area in which to place the mobile small appliance cart.
I would like to do a couple of loads of laundry. Though food and boxes are primary. Well, and collecting dishes and setting a hot soak for those, plus any dirtied through the meals today. To be finished this evening or tomorrow. Always more dishes. Not enough, solo, for a dishwasher... food would have to be rinsed off or would harden... and how long it would take to fill a dishwasher would vary, but truly take... a week? Worse, not all dishes, pots, pans, glasses, and utensils would take the same wash, so... Good for a bigger family, not wise for singles.
Well, I suppose, I should get to something. I hate wasting a day, or three. Less so when there seems nothing wrong, when I am not suffering. Is it exhaustion of some sort though, or is it just lack of focus? I guess I'll find out. Later.
Sleeping late and not doing much.
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I am getting to bed early. Usually before 22:00, even as early as 20:00. I am still sleeping in. Less sun, shorter sun hours, the cool, plus pushing when I can. Maybe the sun is part of my battery recharge pack, even if I keep it locked out mostly. The light and warmth. All I know is waking has become a mess, a push. As always I will simply do what I can. I think it is time to turn the furnace back on, at least during the days. I need to program the thing so that it turns on, say, at 5:00, then turns to cool at 17:00? Something. If I leave the furnace go until bedtime, then try to shut it and myself down, it doesn't work all that well.
I need to be cool and cooling to sleep, compared to the day. I was able to use the fan last night, sans the ac. I would have turned the fan off, probably would have been better. Hmm... Perhaps I could use the ac on fan only. And that would allow me a sleep timer. Let it run for a few hours, if I forget to turn the furnace down early enough? That would work if my days and nights start shifting too much. The problem is, if I am warm, I may not be able to begin shutting down, bodily, for sleep.
No, not a lick more work was done yesterday. I am doing okay though. I am pretty ahead on things. I would like to hit boxes today. Maybe two loads of laundry beside the boxes... if I can get to anything. A shower would be nice, and maybe the cleaning of some socks. Hmm... I may look around for a laundry air-dry rack. The shower curtain bar is okay for a few things, but if I am going to be doing more of my clothes by hand... all my wool socks, some of the other winterwear items, I'll need more space. Being a people is a problem, being a giant can treble that or more.
Food? Ah, I pulled liver last night. A simple pan-fry, with onions. Nothing fancy, and a rare thing. Definitely on the good side, by my accounting. My mother didn't like much "country food". Rabbits to squirrel, nor any other wild game. Some fish and this and that were outside of her ability to consume. But this item she did enjoy. I am simply hoping I can cook it as well as my memory of her cooking. It's not all that difficult, but it does take paying attention. It's a delicate meat, onions can be a little picky, and the gravy needs to be just right. I am surprised venison didn't gain her ardor. It, sometimes, often, has a strong mineral flavor, much as liver. Nowhere near as strong... more as a spice in venison, versus a major component in liver. I will never understand all things. Though too, I know how people are, and act, is not all logic based, nor should it be I think. Wouldn't be people if you didn't feel, react, love for your own reasons, and such. Cherish that part, so long as you have the luxury of it. Get over it, at least for a while, should only manna be available to you. Perhaps a little birdy will whisper something more palatable into your life. It's happened before.
Well, on to waking. I turned the furnace up just a bit. Maybe that will help me more fully wake and act. Coffee should be done. Just doing half pots of that per morning, if I decide to have coffee. Hmm... I really need to get to the store. The eggs are old. And I need more than just meats. Plus I'd like to start experimenting with things. Homemade sauerkraut? A nice add to simple meats. Later.
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I am getting to bed early. Usually before 22:00, even as early as 20:00. I am still sleeping in. Less sun, shorter sun hours, the cool, plus pushing when I can. Maybe the sun is part of my battery recharge pack, even if I keep it locked out mostly. The light and warmth. All I know is waking has become a mess, a push. As always I will simply do what I can. I think it is time to turn the furnace back on, at least during the days. I need to program the thing so that it turns on, say, at 5:00, then turns to cool at 17:00? Something. If I leave the furnace go until bedtime, then try to shut it and myself down, it doesn't work all that well.
I need to be cool and cooling to sleep, compared to the day. I was able to use the fan last night, sans the ac. I would have turned the fan off, probably would have been better. Hmm... Perhaps I could use the ac on fan only. And that would allow me a sleep timer. Let it run for a few hours, if I forget to turn the furnace down early enough? That would work if my days and nights start shifting too much. The problem is, if I am warm, I may not be able to begin shutting down, bodily, for sleep.
No, not a lick more work was done yesterday. I am doing okay though. I am pretty ahead on things. I would like to hit boxes today. Maybe two loads of laundry beside the boxes... if I can get to anything. A shower would be nice, and maybe the cleaning of some socks. Hmm... I may look around for a laundry air-dry rack. The shower curtain bar is okay for a few things, but if I am going to be doing more of my clothes by hand... all my wool socks, some of the other winterwear items, I'll need more space. Being a people is a problem, being a giant can treble that or more.
Food? Ah, I pulled liver last night. A simple pan-fry, with onions. Nothing fancy, and a rare thing. Definitely on the good side, by my accounting. My mother didn't like much "country food". Rabbits to squirrel, nor any other wild game. Some fish and this and that were outside of her ability to consume. But this item she did enjoy. I am simply hoping I can cook it as well as my memory of her cooking. It's not all that difficult, but it does take paying attention. It's a delicate meat, onions can be a little picky, and the gravy needs to be just right. I am surprised venison didn't gain her ardor. It, sometimes, often, has a strong mineral flavor, much as liver. Nowhere near as strong... more as a spice in venison, versus a major component in liver. I will never understand all things. Though too, I know how people are, and act, is not all logic based, nor should it be I think. Wouldn't be people if you didn't feel, react, love for your own reasons, and such. Cherish that part, so long as you have the luxury of it. Get over it, at least for a while, should only manna be available to you. Perhaps a little birdy will whisper something more palatable into your life. It's happened before.
Well, on to waking. I turned the furnace up just a bit. Maybe that will help me more fully wake and act. Coffee should be done. Just doing half pots of that per morning, if I decide to have coffee. Hmm... I really need to get to the store. The eggs are old. And I need more than just meats. Plus I'd like to start experimenting with things. Homemade sauerkraut? A nice add to simple meats. Later.
Friday, September 16, 2016
Nothing, or... not things planned.
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I simply could not get going. I did finish the dishes, probably as mentioned. I found a cast pot that was in the back room, which needed work, and am nearly finished with it. As well, I cooked the lamb. Rather good. I made rice to go with it. Not a meal for every day. though I suspect I can figure out something to go with the lamb stew other than rice. I just didn't have anything else on hand and it was time to cook it. To be honest, I don't believe I will cure it again. Marinading it overnight in kefir, yogurt, or other such? Yeah. That was very tender meat. I pretty much just baked it. I tried several different temperatures, in an attempt to get the domed lid to act as a baster. I simply didn't get it right. Perhaps the yogurt was too dry. Though I did ad milk. Bleh. I would like to continue with the method, and find the tricks. Still, a pleasing meal, have no doubts.
I am not tired, I simply can't seem to focus. I watched a movie, and what else stated. I can't even say where the rest of the time went. I will rest this weekend, in the hope of bumrushing next week. I have much to do. I may hit the boxes, attempting to knock all of those out. I'm sticking, this next week, with rather plain meat meals, other than if I get to the store and obtain cabbage and cauliflower. I'd like to tinker with those as simple adds, or sides, to meat. Bread-like mechanics from cauliflower, to a potato substitute. I might even purchase enough cabbage to both use a head with various forms of beef, as well as attempting my first shot at homemade sauerkraut. Kefir water works well with that, helps it get going and go well.
Yeah, I'll hit boxes yet tonight. Perhaps have the last of the lamb stew and rice. maybe take a shower. Perhaps line up laundry. Some rest, eh? But I like it like that. I'd like to push on through. If I get the boxes finished, I can get the kitchen cart and taller wire rack set up and put to use. I love it when a plan comes together. Good afternoon.
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I simply could not get going. I did finish the dishes, probably as mentioned. I found a cast pot that was in the back room, which needed work, and am nearly finished with it. As well, I cooked the lamb. Rather good. I made rice to go with it. Not a meal for every day. though I suspect I can figure out something to go with the lamb stew other than rice. I just didn't have anything else on hand and it was time to cook it. To be honest, I don't believe I will cure it again. Marinading it overnight in kefir, yogurt, or other such? Yeah. That was very tender meat. I pretty much just baked it. I tried several different temperatures, in an attempt to get the domed lid to act as a baster. I simply didn't get it right. Perhaps the yogurt was too dry. Though I did ad milk. Bleh. I would like to continue with the method, and find the tricks. Still, a pleasing meal, have no doubts.
I am not tired, I simply can't seem to focus. I watched a movie, and what else stated. I can't even say where the rest of the time went. I will rest this weekend, in the hope of bumrushing next week. I have much to do. I may hit the boxes, attempting to knock all of those out. I'm sticking, this next week, with rather plain meat meals, other than if I get to the store and obtain cabbage and cauliflower. I'd like to tinker with those as simple adds, or sides, to meat. Bread-like mechanics from cauliflower, to a potato substitute. I might even purchase enough cabbage to both use a head with various forms of beef, as well as attempting my first shot at homemade sauerkraut. Kefir water works well with that, helps it get going and go well.
Yeah, I'll hit boxes yet tonight. Perhaps have the last of the lamb stew and rice. maybe take a shower. Perhaps line up laundry. Some rest, eh? But I like it like that. I'd like to push on through. If I get the boxes finished, I can get the kitchen cart and taller wire rack set up and put to use. I love it when a plan comes together. Good afternoon.
So difficult.
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I have completed the dishes, those in the wash and those drying... mostly. Eventually I will take care of those in the drainer. Should be easy, they are mostly utensils and such. Then I need to clean that last surface area. I may toss the strainer... I'm trying to figure out a way to do that task in a better way... or find a place to put the strainer between uses.
That is it though. I simply haven't been able to focus. A shower is needed. The shower is open, so there is that. Once the shower is finished, the rest is, usually, easy. Though there seems to be a bit much on the list. Definitely too much to do, too little time, and... It is a cool day though. I believe I will the list back a bit. The returns first, then shopping... if I need ice for the various coolers. Why shopping first, instead of 'snoop shopping'... finding sources for rarer items? I need what is on the shopping list more than I need potential sources. I am not certain I can do both projects, or fully. I would much rather have my shopping completed, then either go on or return, or even do some of the legwork on that project.
I honestly am hoping to find several cheeses of a more rare source. There is also a chance of finding miso starter... or... whatever it might be called. There are several types. All seem to be keto friendly. I would like to try each. As well, I would like to find a fish stock, base, or such, that isn't too salty. I have never heard back from the fishmonger. Who knows if they have anyone really working that contact form. Maybe that is just for complaints or such. I might give them a call today, actually. Hmm... fish heads for me but not for thee? What would you do with fish heads? I have a plan, myself. Yeah, they probably think I am crazy. Cheap? Curious? With a not so delicate appetite? Sure. I assure you, if my tastes are compared to all of the history of man? You are the one who will find that you are not eating sanely. Believe me, that is true. Even the grub of the poor was at least... nutritious. Wood pulp in things? Strange chemicals literally added? Artificial vitamins so you can, mostly, eat more of nothing? I'll take fish heads, for $100, Alex.
A call, then on to a shower and town. Maybe. If I can. Ugh! Gah! Well, and three or four other '!' worthy terms. Later.
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I have completed the dishes, those in the wash and those drying... mostly. Eventually I will take care of those in the drainer. Should be easy, they are mostly utensils and such. Then I need to clean that last surface area. I may toss the strainer... I'm trying to figure out a way to do that task in a better way... or find a place to put the strainer between uses.
That is it though. I simply haven't been able to focus. A shower is needed. The shower is open, so there is that. Once the shower is finished, the rest is, usually, easy. Though there seems to be a bit much on the list. Definitely too much to do, too little time, and... It is a cool day though. I believe I will the list back a bit. The returns first, then shopping... if I need ice for the various coolers. Why shopping first, instead of 'snoop shopping'... finding sources for rarer items? I need what is on the shopping list more than I need potential sources. I am not certain I can do both projects, or fully. I would much rather have my shopping completed, then either go on or return, or even do some of the legwork on that project.
I honestly am hoping to find several cheeses of a more rare source. There is also a chance of finding miso starter... or... whatever it might be called. There are several types. All seem to be keto friendly. I would like to try each. As well, I would like to find a fish stock, base, or such, that isn't too salty. I have never heard back from the fishmonger. Who knows if they have anyone really working that contact form. Maybe that is just for complaints or such. I might give them a call today, actually. Hmm... fish heads for me but not for thee? What would you do with fish heads? I have a plan, myself. Yeah, they probably think I am crazy. Cheap? Curious? With a not so delicate appetite? Sure. I assure you, if my tastes are compared to all of the history of man? You are the one who will find that you are not eating sanely. Believe me, that is true. Even the grub of the poor was at least... nutritious. Wood pulp in things? Strange chemicals literally added? Artificial vitamins so you can, mostly, eat more of nothing? I'll take fish heads, for $100, Alex.
A call, then on to a shower and town. Maybe. If I can. Ugh! Gah! Well, and three or four other '!' worthy terms. Later.
It's 7:00 already?
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Technically I woke at 5:30, 5:00 given the alarm is ticked an half hour over to getting me places on time. Not that it works, really. It's just the idea of ticking the thing in such a manner. I went to bed early too. Not sure why extra sleep was needed. Perhaps I did more yesterday than I thought. Though, some days, almost anything can kill my batteries. With the realization, too, that some days my batteries don't recharge fast. Sometimes one of those, or the other, or both, at various levels of failure. When both fail to their worst, I can be down for... a year one time, but weaks and months aren't uncommon. Hmm, until the meds improved my heart a bit. Seems I only go through weeks, mostly, months very rarely.
I did rinse the cured lamb meat before going to bed, then putting it in with the kefir enriched yogurt. I still haven't found a recipe. A project for today. The Joy of Cooking, 75th anniversary edition, should, if anything I have does, provide instruction. Yes, yes, I found it, if that wasn't difficult. And it is out and ready, has been for two days. I've simply, well, not gotten to it. Today.
What else today? Oh, well, dinner dishes. And a few more items I found. Not all dishes needing washed were used. Sometimes just sitting they end up in rough shape. The more I dig into things, the more I might find. The kitchen cart, and wire tall rack, should provide a bit more open access to things, and I ordered a few items to use as dust covers for those. Old new flat sheets can be made into curtains, of a sort.
Ah, but today? I do need to make a trip into town for half a dozen things or more. Grocery shopping, searching for some rarer ingredients, a business arrangement, two actually, both government sorts. Oh, and the return of some products. That is a lot of work. And I need a shower before I go. Well, and probably a visit to the post office, to see if anything else might be in. I think I have received everything ordered, but... I can never be sure. I'd love to stop for a haircut or to make an appointment but... I am not sure I can do what I have planned. I will do the easiest stuff first... Dropping off packages, then the business operations. If I can shop after that I will. I want certain items for sure, so will go where those are. IF I have energy after that, a capital if to be sure, I will stop at a particular store. If they don't have it, they might know who would.
My mother called today, and early. The one day I slept in, in quite some time. I wasn't sure about calling back, I am never sure when she is at work. She was, but she had time to take the call. Just checking on me. Regarding my cousin. More information as well. Checking about cards... Right, cards. This family was close to ours, in many ways. Yes, cards to the list. I honestly hate cards though. I may skip the card and simply write a letter, adding a check for flowers... or anything my aunt sees fit actually.
Oh, but first, a cup of coffee. That should be done. I'll see if Sam wants out while I am at it. Clean the litter out... that sure helps... the right litter, enough litter boxes and nearly daily scooping and clearing. A good load of litter to start, a bit of fresh through time, and pretty much daily care and life is better for all involved. It isn't even as bad of a task as it seems. Uhrm, if you have a scooper, which I do. Good morning and day.
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Technically I woke at 5:30, 5:00 given the alarm is ticked an half hour over to getting me places on time. Not that it works, really. It's just the idea of ticking the thing in such a manner. I went to bed early too. Not sure why extra sleep was needed. Perhaps I did more yesterday than I thought. Though, some days, almost anything can kill my batteries. With the realization, too, that some days my batteries don't recharge fast. Sometimes one of those, or the other, or both, at various levels of failure. When both fail to their worst, I can be down for... a year one time, but weaks and months aren't uncommon. Hmm, until the meds improved my heart a bit. Seems I only go through weeks, mostly, months very rarely.
I did rinse the cured lamb meat before going to bed, then putting it in with the kefir enriched yogurt. I still haven't found a recipe. A project for today. The Joy of Cooking, 75th anniversary edition, should, if anything I have does, provide instruction. Yes, yes, I found it, if that wasn't difficult. And it is out and ready, has been for two days. I've simply, well, not gotten to it. Today.
What else today? Oh, well, dinner dishes. And a few more items I found. Not all dishes needing washed were used. Sometimes just sitting they end up in rough shape. The more I dig into things, the more I might find. The kitchen cart, and wire tall rack, should provide a bit more open access to things, and I ordered a few items to use as dust covers for those. Old new flat sheets can be made into curtains, of a sort.
Ah, but today? I do need to make a trip into town for half a dozen things or more. Grocery shopping, searching for some rarer ingredients, a business arrangement, two actually, both government sorts. Oh, and the return of some products. That is a lot of work. And I need a shower before I go. Well, and probably a visit to the post office, to see if anything else might be in. I think I have received everything ordered, but... I can never be sure. I'd love to stop for a haircut or to make an appointment but... I am not sure I can do what I have planned. I will do the easiest stuff first... Dropping off packages, then the business operations. If I can shop after that I will. I want certain items for sure, so will go where those are. IF I have energy after that, a capital if to be sure, I will stop at a particular store. If they don't have it, they might know who would.
My mother called today, and early. The one day I slept in, in quite some time. I wasn't sure about calling back, I am never sure when she is at work. She was, but she had time to take the call. Just checking on me. Regarding my cousin. More information as well. Checking about cards... Right, cards. This family was close to ours, in many ways. Yes, cards to the list. I honestly hate cards though. I may skip the card and simply write a letter, adding a check for flowers... or anything my aunt sees fit actually.
Oh, but first, a cup of coffee. That should be done. I'll see if Sam wants out while I am at it. Clean the litter out... that sure helps... the right litter, enough litter boxes and nearly daily scooping and clearing. A good load of litter to start, a bit of fresh through time, and pretty much daily care and life is better for all involved. It isn't even as bad of a task as it seems. Uhrm, if you have a scooper, which I do. Good morning and day.
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Almost.
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The dishes have been being tended in parts. All save three pieces, two cookie sheets and a pizza platter, have been completed. They are in a final rinse. They would be finished, but even after two solid washes they seemed to still have grease. So... another wash on top of another soapy soak then wash. They finally felt clean, but another extremely hot rinse just to make sure. There are containers drying. Oh, I guess not everything. I didn't wash the new 16 and 32 ounce containers. I won't need them for a while, though, as it turns out. Even if I do another batch of chicken stock I have enough 16 ounce containers for the task.
It wasn't just dishes, if I can't remember all that was done. Little bits, here and there, if not all that much. Still, it is amazing how quickly little bits of "nothing" add up. It is wonderful to be doing even little bits. If I am hoping for more. More work, more bits, more often, for longer periods. More. Enough more that I can live in a comfortably clean, if always bachelor so long as I am one style. It will always be a bit ragged, but it can be better. Much better.
I am strengthening. I won't say it is something you'd see from a gym rat. I will say that I am already superior to any who could be on a heart transplant list. I am becoming superior to those simply in my age bracket. I will soon, if the trend continues, be superior to younger men. How? Why? Not. my. problem. I don't know, nor care. Assuming it doesn't kill me, it will be... intense, different. Fasting, I think. Though food choices too. Together they are doing something phenomenal, even if I keep messing up and having to refigure. Just what I am doing is doing amazing things. Yes... I remember this... from when I was young and rock strong, fast, reliable, terrible, keen, and mission oriented. I remember what it is to be alive. I am... almost there, if for my age. Even if I could get to where I could compete with any typical 25 year old, I will never again compete with what I was at my peak. Few there are, or ever where, who could. Perhaps no human. I've always wondered about my kind, more so as I approach another asymptote.
Perhaps I am just nearing death, and life is merely stretching in a false perception, anamorphic through time and space, and other variables... not able to be seen directly. I doubt it though. That doesn't seem right. Perhaps death could sneak up on me. I simply have some doubts. Doing too much, even if a bit weary and sore, to be going that way. Never mind. Just chattering. And... putting a note in, for my own reasons.
Good evening, and really, good night. Sleep well. Timestamp is two hours shy, it's right at 20:00. Though I am not going to bed exactly now. Simply... won't be posting again tonight. Yes, good night.
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The dishes have been being tended in parts. All save three pieces, two cookie sheets and a pizza platter, have been completed. They are in a final rinse. They would be finished, but even after two solid washes they seemed to still have grease. So... another wash on top of another soapy soak then wash. They finally felt clean, but another extremely hot rinse just to make sure. There are containers drying. Oh, I guess not everything. I didn't wash the new 16 and 32 ounce containers. I won't need them for a while, though, as it turns out. Even if I do another batch of chicken stock I have enough 16 ounce containers for the task.
It wasn't just dishes, if I can't remember all that was done. Little bits, here and there, if not all that much. Still, it is amazing how quickly little bits of "nothing" add up. It is wonderful to be doing even little bits. If I am hoping for more. More work, more bits, more often, for longer periods. More. Enough more that I can live in a comfortably clean, if always bachelor so long as I am one style. It will always be a bit ragged, but it can be better. Much better.
I am strengthening. I won't say it is something you'd see from a gym rat. I will say that I am already superior to any who could be on a heart transplant list. I am becoming superior to those simply in my age bracket. I will soon, if the trend continues, be superior to younger men. How? Why? Not. my. problem. I don't know, nor care. Assuming it doesn't kill me, it will be... intense, different. Fasting, I think. Though food choices too. Together they are doing something phenomenal, even if I keep messing up and having to refigure. Just what I am doing is doing amazing things. Yes... I remember this... from when I was young and rock strong, fast, reliable, terrible, keen, and mission oriented. I remember what it is to be alive. I am... almost there, if for my age. Even if I could get to where I could compete with any typical 25 year old, I will never again compete with what I was at my peak. Few there are, or ever where, who could. Perhaps no human. I've always wondered about my kind, more so as I approach another asymptote.
Perhaps I am just nearing death, and life is merely stretching in a false perception, anamorphic through time and space, and other variables... not able to be seen directly. I doubt it though. That doesn't seem right. Perhaps death could sneak up on me. I simply have some doubts. Doing too much, even if a bit weary and sore, to be going that way. Never mind. Just chattering. And... putting a note in, for my own reasons.
Good evening, and really, good night. Sleep well. Timestamp is two hours shy, it's right at 20:00. Though I am not going to bed exactly now. Simply... won't be posting again tonight. Yes, good night.
What can be done, was.
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No trip to town. The last load of dishes is waiting, and the cast iron cookware. A movie is being watched. I did call the doctor. While the paperwork had been filled out it had not been sent in. They said they would do that. That it had been approved. Something very strange there. They said it would arrive immediately, being faxed. I have my doubts. I will check tomorrow. I also took care of another piece of business. That piece will not be verifiable until next week. I checked my accounts. While I am behind on some things, I am good on others. If I finish the dishes, and do a few other things tonight, perhaps I can finish a few things tomorrow. Another call. I won't catch up with the house payment until I receive paperwork that allows me to arrange for automatic payments. I still believe they are attempting to steal my house from under me.
Not a bad day. Really. More than I would have expected, given all and the weather. I am feeling better. I am doing pretty good. I am also planning more than what I can do. Which... is fine. I sort of like that. And, sometimes, I even am able to do it and more. Hard work? Yes and no. Added up, it actually is a goodly little bit. Especially how things stand. I don't mind. I know I have improved. I'd like to push further, and see how much I can take. If, in truth, I will have to hit it just right. This last crazy work cycle was beautiful, if it busted me a bit and for a while. I'm still ahead from it, if I have lost some small ground I am catching on that and could well exceed where I was. If I can work like that again, I could finish two, or even three, rooms. Then to, mostly, keep up on those until my next work cycle. I might do miracles. The goal is to have a work cycle like that, lasting a year. Then I might try to go big. No... you... they... many... don't believe. I am not here to teach. However, I may show. Actually? I already have. There simply may be more, much more, to show. *wink*
Later.
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No trip to town. The last load of dishes is waiting, and the cast iron cookware. A movie is being watched. I did call the doctor. While the paperwork had been filled out it had not been sent in. They said they would do that. That it had been approved. Something very strange there. They said it would arrive immediately, being faxed. I have my doubts. I will check tomorrow. I also took care of another piece of business. That piece will not be verifiable until next week. I checked my accounts. While I am behind on some things, I am good on others. If I finish the dishes, and do a few other things tonight, perhaps I can finish a few things tomorrow. Another call. I won't catch up with the house payment until I receive paperwork that allows me to arrange for automatic payments. I still believe they are attempting to steal my house from under me.
Not a bad day. Really. More than I would have expected, given all and the weather. I am feeling better. I am doing pretty good. I am also planning more than what I can do. Which... is fine. I sort of like that. And, sometimes, I even am able to do it and more. Hard work? Yes and no. Added up, it actually is a goodly little bit. Especially how things stand. I don't mind. I know I have improved. I'd like to push further, and see how much I can take. If, in truth, I will have to hit it just right. This last crazy work cycle was beautiful, if it busted me a bit and for a while. I'm still ahead from it, if I have lost some small ground I am catching on that and could well exceed where I was. If I can work like that again, I could finish two, or even three, rooms. Then to, mostly, keep up on those until my next work cycle. I might do miracles. The goal is to have a work cycle like that, lasting a year. Then I might try to go big. No... you... they... many... don't believe. I am not here to teach. However, I may show. Actually? I already have. There simply may be more, much more, to show. *wink*
Later.
Not too bad.
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I finished the load of dishes I had written of. After that, I got it all together then to the post before it closed. A few other very minor projects and a few checks on ongoing projects. Then a collection of some pans and cookie sheets that had to be... dealt with. If they have grease or fat, and were set out of the way a bit long, they need to have the fats melted, then cooled while keeping that liquid so as to be poured out. Then cleaned with a lot of soap in the hope that nothing clogs up.
Yeah, no. I have no clue what I am doing on some things. This is one area of ignorance. Hmm... I suppose I could do some research. Anyway, I got that as tended as possible, and the last of the last of items have been set up for a wash.
The only things to wash after that are some cast items. They only need a simple rinse as new items. Not too hot, they are already seasoned. Yeah, new item seasoning isn't my favorite, but these aren't items I will use often. Actually, I could probably wash, dry, and put those up in a hurry. Just... four or five pieces.
I am planning on calling my doctor, to see if the license paperwork was approved. If so, I need to find out when it was mailed. If not, I have to start making contingency plans. Short term, perhaps, or not. If things look good, another call to see if that has been received. Maybe a shopping trip. Gosh but food, spices and herbs, cooking and baking expendables such as foil and wrap go fast. I am hoping to find a local source for duck hindquarters, perhaps specialty cheeses, and a few other things. Even if they cost a bit more, considering shipping and else, there is some room to negotiate. At some point, however, it is better to just order it in. I'll look.
I best get to calling. Eat or be eaten, innit? Good afternoon.
I think I dated her once. Twice?
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I finished the load of dishes I had written of. After that, I got it all together then to the post before it closed. A few other very minor projects and a few checks on ongoing projects. Then a collection of some pans and cookie sheets that had to be... dealt with. If they have grease or fat, and were set out of the way a bit long, they need to have the fats melted, then cooled while keeping that liquid so as to be poured out. Then cleaned with a lot of soap in the hope that nothing clogs up.
Yeah, no. I have no clue what I am doing on some things. This is one area of ignorance. Hmm... I suppose I could do some research. Anyway, I got that as tended as possible, and the last of the last of items have been set up for a wash.
The only things to wash after that are some cast items. They only need a simple rinse as new items. Not too hot, they are already seasoned. Yeah, new item seasoning isn't my favorite, but these aren't items I will use often. Actually, I could probably wash, dry, and put those up in a hurry. Just... four or five pieces.
I am planning on calling my doctor, to see if the license paperwork was approved. If so, I need to find out when it was mailed. If not, I have to start making contingency plans. Short term, perhaps, or not. If things look good, another call to see if that has been received. Maybe a shopping trip. Gosh but food, spices and herbs, cooking and baking expendables such as foil and wrap go fast. I am hoping to find a local source for duck hindquarters, perhaps specialty cheeses, and a few other things. Even if they cost a bit more, considering shipping and else, there is some room to negotiate. At some point, however, it is better to just order it in. I'll look.
I best get to calling. Eat or be eaten, innit? Good afternoon.
I think I dated her once. Twice?
Do or do not?
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I would sure like to push. I suppose, given the givens, I am pushing. I am getting things done. It is simply that my endurance is lousy today. I did pull the pan with the domed lid and set it and another pan that simply needed it, to a quick sudsy soak. Readied a cup of beef stock to be heated and then got that going. I went ahead, then, and washed the pans and other small bowl of items to be washed. I then put everything in the bigger tub and reset that to a fresh hot rinse. That was that.
I realized it was best to put compression socks on, so after the broth was finished, seasoned, and then finished with whole cream, I set about with the socks. Those things are a bit brutal to put on. Now that my feet are normalized, if not fully healed, it is better. If they are to work as they should, they will always be a bit difficult to don. Still, compared to feet two or even truly possibly three times their normal size, life in this regard has smoothed out. It is amazing how short of a time it took them to fall apart and how long it is taking them to heal.
Something else. Dames sure have a way about them. Whether they are smiling, doubtful, or about to cry... Even as terrible as I am, even if I can tear a man in half... of body, mind, or spirit, women are just different. Beautiful creatures, too. And more. Though when they go ugly, they go mean hard ugly. Though... a pro-tip... if you can see through that you will win. How do you think she wins when you are being a monster? She knows it's a bluff. What's good for the goose and gander is, right. Of course, the goose doesn't play the same way the gander does, know your role and how it works. What's this all? Just... saying. Solar plexus, seeing, feeling, thinking, and being a man. *grins* I like it. I just don't have to, always... like it? *smile* Mostly.
Maybe I can finish the dishes, take a shower, redo socks, and get going on some other things. Or a movie first. It's cold, wet, and dark today. Difficult to get going. Hmm... maybe I'll tinker with that soft-boiled egg technique while I watch a movie, set coffee to brew, and... Ugh! Doing well, just not fast or with longer runtimes. Later.
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I would sure like to push. I suppose, given the givens, I am pushing. I am getting things done. It is simply that my endurance is lousy today. I did pull the pan with the domed lid and set it and another pan that simply needed it, to a quick sudsy soak. Readied a cup of beef stock to be heated and then got that going. I went ahead, then, and washed the pans and other small bowl of items to be washed. I then put everything in the bigger tub and reset that to a fresh hot rinse. That was that.
I realized it was best to put compression socks on, so after the broth was finished, seasoned, and then finished with whole cream, I set about with the socks. Those things are a bit brutal to put on. Now that my feet are normalized, if not fully healed, it is better. If they are to work as they should, they will always be a bit difficult to don. Still, compared to feet two or even truly possibly three times their normal size, life in this regard has smoothed out. It is amazing how short of a time it took them to fall apart and how long it is taking them to heal.
Something else. Dames sure have a way about them. Whether they are smiling, doubtful, or about to cry... Even as terrible as I am, even if I can tear a man in half... of body, mind, or spirit, women are just different. Beautiful creatures, too. And more. Though when they go ugly, they go mean hard ugly. Though... a pro-tip... if you can see through that you will win. How do you think she wins when you are being a monster? She knows it's a bluff. What's good for the goose and gander is, right. Of course, the goose doesn't play the same way the gander does, know your role and how it works. What's this all? Just... saying. Solar plexus, seeing, feeling, thinking, and being a man. *grins* I like it. I just don't have to, always... like it? *smile* Mostly.
Maybe I can finish the dishes, take a shower, redo socks, and get going on some other things. Or a movie first. It's cold, wet, and dark today. Difficult to get going. Hmm... maybe I'll tinker with that soft-boiled egg technique while I watch a movie, set coffee to brew, and... Ugh! Doing well, just not fast or with longer runtimes. Later.
I did actually do food work yesterday.
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With the lamb stew meat thawed, I realized I had best get going with that. I set the stew meat itself to cure overnight, then added kefir to the yogurt I intend to use as a marinade. More probiotics. It sort of makes a form of creme fraiche, and yet fully activated. So it should well tenderize the meat. I will rinse the meat though, to remove as much salt as possible. I have heard, possibly, that salt isn't good for active cultures, or some of them? I did spice the yogurt with mint and tarragon. What spices you like with various things will differ, that is what I prefer. Hmm, next time I get a beef, I will probably obtain stew meat. Now that I am finally learning stock, soups, and stewing. It'll take some practice, which... means I need more of it.
I won't do a thing with the stew meat until this evening. Then, as noted, I will rinse the meat, perhaps soaking it for a bit, then pat it dry and place it in the faux creme fraiche. Then I let THAT sit in the fridge overnight. I don't need a full 24 hour marinade, just overnight. I'll begin cooking it whenever I wish tomorrow. I'm not exactly sure how I will cook it. I have looked for recipes, though there is another place I will check. I know how I wish to cook it, and in what I plan on cooking it... a dome-lidded pan, at low heat, for a longer period. I am simply not sure about whether I need to add extra liquid, such as milk... what temperature would be appropriate, and an approximate time scale with which to begin planning and start testing for doneness. The nose, quite often, is what is used... if I know a food. If I don't, I simply have to have some instruction. I could wing it, but that takes a lot more work. I will be doing extra effort anyway. New foods always cause me extra time on my feet.
Now, I will probably make some rice to go with the dish. The faux noodles just... no. They don't work. Neither do they take in sauce nor have a flavor. You can get them to not have any flavor or scent, with a great deal of rinsing, if I think that might be worse than a fishy taste? I haven't tried that. All I know is a solid texture with no flavor or other sense, from nose to tongue to stomach is... beyond my ability. There are faux rices available. If like this? Though one of the ways to do rice is to add real rice to it, in parts. That might work. Yeah, but, for now, I don't have any. Maybe next time I consider shopping. Not available locally, from what I could find, though. Hmm... might do one more check the next time I am in town.
Hmm... I think I'll make a play for the dishes, pulling the pan I am considering out, and washing it while I am at it. Some pans are simply not used very often. This was bought some time back, on a steep sale, as a partial impulse buy, but with this very type of cooking project in mind. The idea of a tagine is interesting. But buying such an item, getting it shipped, ensuring toxic elements haven't been, literally, baked in... No, I'll go with cast or stainless, if I can find it. Which I did. Few are interested, or it doesn't work all that well, which is why it was on sale? I'll find out soon enough. Though, if this fails, a rounded lid cast pot might work. Those, to be sure, have been used, successfully, to my knowledge, for this sort of cooking. Or so I have heard.
Breakfast would be good, eggs I am thinking. Soft boiled? Maybe. Later.
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With the lamb stew meat thawed, I realized I had best get going with that. I set the stew meat itself to cure overnight, then added kefir to the yogurt I intend to use as a marinade. More probiotics. It sort of makes a form of creme fraiche, and yet fully activated. So it should well tenderize the meat. I will rinse the meat though, to remove as much salt as possible. I have heard, possibly, that salt isn't good for active cultures, or some of them? I did spice the yogurt with mint and tarragon. What spices you like with various things will differ, that is what I prefer. Hmm, next time I get a beef, I will probably obtain stew meat. Now that I am finally learning stock, soups, and stewing. It'll take some practice, which... means I need more of it.
I won't do a thing with the stew meat until this evening. Then, as noted, I will rinse the meat, perhaps soaking it for a bit, then pat it dry and place it in the faux creme fraiche. Then I let THAT sit in the fridge overnight. I don't need a full 24 hour marinade, just overnight. I'll begin cooking it whenever I wish tomorrow. I'm not exactly sure how I will cook it. I have looked for recipes, though there is another place I will check. I know how I wish to cook it, and in what I plan on cooking it... a dome-lidded pan, at low heat, for a longer period. I am simply not sure about whether I need to add extra liquid, such as milk... what temperature would be appropriate, and an approximate time scale with which to begin planning and start testing for doneness. The nose, quite often, is what is used... if I know a food. If I don't, I simply have to have some instruction. I could wing it, but that takes a lot more work. I will be doing extra effort anyway. New foods always cause me extra time on my feet.
Now, I will probably make some rice to go with the dish. The faux noodles just... no. They don't work. Neither do they take in sauce nor have a flavor. You can get them to not have any flavor or scent, with a great deal of rinsing, if I think that might be worse than a fishy taste? I haven't tried that. All I know is a solid texture with no flavor or other sense, from nose to tongue to stomach is... beyond my ability. There are faux rices available. If like this? Though one of the ways to do rice is to add real rice to it, in parts. That might work. Yeah, but, for now, I don't have any. Maybe next time I consider shopping. Not available locally, from what I could find, though. Hmm... might do one more check the next time I am in town.
Hmm... I think I'll make a play for the dishes, pulling the pan I am considering out, and washing it while I am at it. Some pans are simply not used very often. This was bought some time back, on a steep sale, as a partial impulse buy, but with this very type of cooking project in mind. The idea of a tagine is interesting. But buying such an item, getting it shipped, ensuring toxic elements haven't been, literally, baked in... No, I'll go with cast or stainless, if I can find it. Which I did. Few are interested, or it doesn't work all that well, which is why it was on sale? I'll find out soon enough. Though, if this fails, a rounded lid cast pot might work. Those, to be sure, have been used, successfully, to my knowledge, for this sort of cooking. Or so I have heard.
Breakfast would be good, eggs I am thinking. Soft boiled? Maybe. Later.
Early to bed, plus the rest.
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I think I was tucked in and snoozing by just after 20:00. The shortening day and dark weather had more of a hand in that than anything else if I had to say. Nothing I mind, no complaints. Some days it is just better to go to bed earlier. I woke, pretty much, at 5:00 if I didn't fully rise then. A trip to the loo, letting Sam out... if I checked the feel of the world outside first. Since I wasn't sure I would actually wake soon, I didn't want to let her go out if it was too cold without being sure when she might be allowed back in. Cats are good with weather, but there are limits. Hmm, I am actually not sure what their limits are. Though Sam is an older girl, as cats go... fifteen to seventeen, in calendar years, which makes her older than me, I believe, in cat years. It's something like 3 1/2 cat years per human year, give or take. Hmm... though that would just make her middle aged. And other than heat 90 F and above, I handle heat okay. Even at 90 and above, so long as I don't try wind sprints, I seem to be doing better, much better. But... I don't expect others to do the same.
I didn't finish the dishes yesterday. Not much, just plastic bowls... though now I have a few extra items to wash. So I reset the rinse for what all had been washed, and created a small wash bowl for what to wash. I'll be doing the washing shortly, and letting that rinse with the rest before finishing that before too long. Too bleary-eyed at the moment for more than the bit of washing. That, when done, will open the way for a shower. Which I also didn't get in yesterday. Though two showers in a row, by day, is probably harsh on the skin anyway. A luxury though, from time to time. A trip to the post office as well. Later, but in sufficient time. Then some... other business. Always more business. Always.
Dreams of things, enemies on the march, plans for war from this group, simply survival for that group, many selling out their own, their own planning changes with the traitors. Those who don't handle their own traitors will have to be handled as traitors as a group. Not my doing, this... just a fly on many walls. There is nothing for war to do, the parties have self-identified and are moving into positions, seeking levers of power, arms, civil and social leverage, and deciding how far they will go with civil war, even common war, if need be. If you don't understand, think of it this way... ever racial group is gearing up to grab a part of the bounty. The only white group that is active, has any political power, is actually actively working against it's own. If you don't think of yourself, for yourselves, as a group, yeah... It never ends well. Then again, maybe that is the way it has to go. If I do believe it is a choice.
Much to do. I'll do what I can. Good morning and day.
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I think I was tucked in and snoozing by just after 20:00. The shortening day and dark weather had more of a hand in that than anything else if I had to say. Nothing I mind, no complaints. Some days it is just better to go to bed earlier. I woke, pretty much, at 5:00 if I didn't fully rise then. A trip to the loo, letting Sam out... if I checked the feel of the world outside first. Since I wasn't sure I would actually wake soon, I didn't want to let her go out if it was too cold without being sure when she might be allowed back in. Cats are good with weather, but there are limits. Hmm, I am actually not sure what their limits are. Though Sam is an older girl, as cats go... fifteen to seventeen, in calendar years, which makes her older than me, I believe, in cat years. It's something like 3 1/2 cat years per human year, give or take. Hmm... though that would just make her middle aged. And other than heat 90 F and above, I handle heat okay. Even at 90 and above, so long as I don't try wind sprints, I seem to be doing better, much better. But... I don't expect others to do the same.
I didn't finish the dishes yesterday. Not much, just plastic bowls... though now I have a few extra items to wash. So I reset the rinse for what all had been washed, and created a small wash bowl for what to wash. I'll be doing the washing shortly, and letting that rinse with the rest before finishing that before too long. Too bleary-eyed at the moment for more than the bit of washing. That, when done, will open the way for a shower. Which I also didn't get in yesterday. Though two showers in a row, by day, is probably harsh on the skin anyway. A luxury though, from time to time. A trip to the post office as well. Later, but in sufficient time. Then some... other business. Always more business. Always.
Dreams of things, enemies on the march, plans for war from this group, simply survival for that group, many selling out their own, their own planning changes with the traitors. Those who don't handle their own traitors will have to be handled as traitors as a group. Not my doing, this... just a fly on many walls. There is nothing for war to do, the parties have self-identified and are moving into positions, seeking levers of power, arms, civil and social leverage, and deciding how far they will go with civil war, even common war, if need be. If you don't understand, think of it this way... ever racial group is gearing up to grab a part of the bounty. The only white group that is active, has any political power, is actually actively working against it's own. If you don't think of yourself, for yourselves, as a group, yeah... It never ends well. Then again, maybe that is the way it has to go. If I do believe it is a choice.
Much to do. I'll do what I can. Good morning and day.
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Some work, in parts.
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Most of the dishes are done. While I am doing better, I don't have focus. Physically I am much better. Though, perhaps, even there it is not quite back to full. Yeah, carbs really are a serious problem. At least for me. Bit by bit I will finish the dishes. The water does seem better too, going by the dishes. As well, it stays clear. Before getting the water softener going it would become... strange... within a day. I didn't fully understand that, and still don't. I can't see how hard water would cause it to change as it did.
I should be able to finish dishes yet today, perhaps take another shower, hit some boxes, and maybe do a load or two of dishes. A movie or two might be watched on breaks, or reading. I do lose track, become distracted from any particular project or effort, if I can find myself back to things before too long. Usually. I suppose some efforts just end before they are completed and end up not being finished. If that is true for everybody to some extent.
The sun was shining, though it looks as if a storm has returned. It is the season for it, I guess. I won't complain, I enjoy rain, and weather... more if I had a few projects sorted. Maybe next spring. Just keeping something going with the blog, trying to expand my area of operations and function. Like exercise, of mind or body, language, dexterity, or memory... practice keeps it up, going, functional. Blogging? Who knows how many aspect of the mind and body are helped by doing it. Even the will, through writing about hoped projects, daily goals, and such. Yeah, just... keeping at it. Good afternoon.
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Most of the dishes are done. While I am doing better, I don't have focus. Physically I am much better. Though, perhaps, even there it is not quite back to full. Yeah, carbs really are a serious problem. At least for me. Bit by bit I will finish the dishes. The water does seem better too, going by the dishes. As well, it stays clear. Before getting the water softener going it would become... strange... within a day. I didn't fully understand that, and still don't. I can't see how hard water would cause it to change as it did.
I should be able to finish dishes yet today, perhaps take another shower, hit some boxes, and maybe do a load or two of dishes. A movie or two might be watched on breaks, or reading. I do lose track, become distracted from any particular project or effort, if I can find myself back to things before too long. Usually. I suppose some efforts just end before they are completed and end up not being finished. If that is true for everybody to some extent.
The sun was shining, though it looks as if a storm has returned. It is the season for it, I guess. I won't complain, I enjoy rain, and weather... more if I had a few projects sorted. Maybe next spring. Just keeping something going with the blog, trying to expand my area of operations and function. Like exercise, of mind or body, language, dexterity, or memory... practice keeps it up, going, functional. Blogging? Who knows how many aspect of the mind and body are helped by doing it. Even the will, through writing about hoped projects, daily goals, and such. Yeah, just... keeping at it. Good afternoon.
Oh, right, food things.
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I've been thinking about what sort of foods would be easy to make, fit the high fat, reasonable protein, and low to no carb formula. There are foods that do it. Many, but not all, meats. If it is too low in fat I would end up with too much protein... a problem, potentially serious problem. Further, without high fats, the body doesn't become overwhelmed so as to shut off hunger. Fats will kill that hunger switch, unless hidden in too complex of meals. Now, I love meats. But the only meats which really have that high of a fat content are the richer steaks. No, not sirloin. Far too lean. The same with beef tenderloin. I think porterhouse and ribeye are the only steaks with that content. Organ meat... offal? I'm not sure if that is fat or cholesterol. Is cholesterol a type of fat? So much I don't know, something, as I learn, I forget, or get confused as I learn more. Ugh. Oh, by the way, they have shown that eating cholesterol doesn't seem to raise it in the body. An elevated number seems to has more to do with the body doing, or not doing, something which then leads to the condition. It isn't dietary. If you can believe anything they suggest these days.
Well, there are some things out there that might work. I like a little variety, beside my simple wants from food. And, so, I go looking. If I see something I like, I am beginning to check things. After the beans problem, I don't want to just jump into a dish and come out sorry, sick, sore, exhausted, and off-track. This next one is something I have learned to like. I really did not like brie for the first... five years I knew about it. Some of it was legitimate. Some of my distaste was because the of the people who seemed to be peddling and consuming it. Snobs. Not even food snobs, really, just typical leftist snobs. I have learned to separate some things from the people who try to own... whatever. They are typically fad-chasers anyway. Though, truth be told, food tastes ARE a bit of a fad on the most local level. What I like now, I might love to exclusion, consume until I am done, and not try again for years. I am not the only one. And, seasonally, even the animals are this way. I suspect that, before we could store foods, and have foods out of local season, we learned to eat in that exact way. Those who did not learn to love and dine in some excess in the seasons of plenty didn't, often, make it to the next season of plenty.
Ah, what is Doom on about again? A new recipe... or really line of recipes. While brie would work, I am guessing many such cheeses would work. I, myself, will have to avoid the sweeter side of things. Even dried fruit is most likely going to spike my blood sugar. Although it would be nice to see if small portions would be okay, figure out how much. Still, I suspect that a teaspoon of dried fruit would put me in the diabetes rack, as I have been for a bit... unknowingly... damned beans! Love em' but they were killing me. I could see mushroom and pecans, or chicken (confit anyway) and spinach, even beef or lamb and spices or avocado or such? With the high fat of the cheese, I could use the leaner cuts of meat for this dish. As to the crust, perhaps one of cauliflower, or made from almond and/or coconut flours?
I am hoping to really hammer fats and proteins, and keep carbs out for a goodly bit, to get back to fasting for the longer period. Three days, when I can get back to it. Yeah, it works. It works wonderfully. If I take care of p's, q's, t's, and i's. Lots of little details. Worth the effort. My body simply, and absolutely, has to be ready to go for that. Another week, this time paying absolute attention to nutritional details. Gah!
Just... hungering out loud. Oh, on to breakfast. Good morning and day.
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I've been thinking about what sort of foods would be easy to make, fit the high fat, reasonable protein, and low to no carb formula. There are foods that do it. Many, but not all, meats. If it is too low in fat I would end up with too much protein... a problem, potentially serious problem. Further, without high fats, the body doesn't become overwhelmed so as to shut off hunger. Fats will kill that hunger switch, unless hidden in too complex of meals. Now, I love meats. But the only meats which really have that high of a fat content are the richer steaks. No, not sirloin. Far too lean. The same with beef tenderloin. I think porterhouse and ribeye are the only steaks with that content. Organ meat... offal? I'm not sure if that is fat or cholesterol. Is cholesterol a type of fat? So much I don't know, something, as I learn, I forget, or get confused as I learn more. Ugh. Oh, by the way, they have shown that eating cholesterol doesn't seem to raise it in the body. An elevated number seems to has more to do with the body doing, or not doing, something which then leads to the condition. It isn't dietary. If you can believe anything they suggest these days.
Well, there are some things out there that might work. I like a little variety, beside my simple wants from food. And, so, I go looking. If I see something I like, I am beginning to check things. After the beans problem, I don't want to just jump into a dish and come out sorry, sick, sore, exhausted, and off-track. This next one is something I have learned to like. I really did not like brie for the first... five years I knew about it. Some of it was legitimate. Some of my distaste was because the of the people who seemed to be peddling and consuming it. Snobs. Not even food snobs, really, just typical leftist snobs. I have learned to separate some things from the people who try to own... whatever. They are typically fad-chasers anyway. Though, truth be told, food tastes ARE a bit of a fad on the most local level. What I like now, I might love to exclusion, consume until I am done, and not try again for years. I am not the only one. And, seasonally, even the animals are this way. I suspect that, before we could store foods, and have foods out of local season, we learned to eat in that exact way. Those who did not learn to love and dine in some excess in the seasons of plenty didn't, often, make it to the next season of plenty.
Ah, what is Doom on about again? A new recipe... or really line of recipes. While brie would work, I am guessing many such cheeses would work. I, myself, will have to avoid the sweeter side of things. Even dried fruit is most likely going to spike my blood sugar. Although it would be nice to see if small portions would be okay, figure out how much. Still, I suspect that a teaspoon of dried fruit would put me in the diabetes rack, as I have been for a bit... unknowingly... damned beans! Love em' but they were killing me. I could see mushroom and pecans, or chicken (confit anyway) and spinach, even beef or lamb and spices or avocado or such? With the high fat of the cheese, I could use the leaner cuts of meat for this dish. As to the crust, perhaps one of cauliflower, or made from almond and/or coconut flours?
I am hoping to really hammer fats and proteins, and keep carbs out for a goodly bit, to get back to fasting for the longer period. Three days, when I can get back to it. Yeah, it works. It works wonderfully. If I take care of p's, q's, t's, and i's. Lots of little details. Worth the effort. My body simply, and absolutely, has to be ready to go for that. Another week, this time paying absolute attention to nutritional details. Gah!
Just... hungering out loud. Oh, on to breakfast. Good morning and day.
Better.
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Pretty much all the way around, I think... so far. Down at 21:00 or so, up at 5:00. I had to use the ac and fan, which is fine. I gave myself a break and slept bare-footed. No dreams. Though the weather was pretty rough. A storm, with rain and high winds, came through. I must admit to being a bit nervous about that. If you aren't a homeowner, you don't understand. More so a lame, or often lame, one. Already fighting the world with one arm behind the back and legs tied together. Winning? What is this "winning" thing? If you, with or without perceived problems, think you are winning? You simply haven't added everything up. You simply either aren't actually engaged, or you haven't fallen recently enough for your short memory to take it in.
I am actually, given all, doing well. But... doing well, in a mortal coil, on a fallen world, is... not all that good. I don't think that is, actually, a reason to have faith. It simply means, if you happen to have faith, that seeing the darkness isn't terrifying. If, too, as I might have suggested, I came from the darkness. It is the light which, especially initially, was terrifying. The call was so powerful, so as to pull a nocturnal to the day. In the light, even with the darkness closing, I cannot lose. It will be with me always, even should darkness seemingly shut it out. I know it lives in me. Not a part of me, but now it is the core of me. Further, I was made for the Valley of the Shadow of Death. If I end up there... again...
I think getting back to protein and fats had everything to do with my turnaround. I still need a bit more time to sort some things. And yet, if I can do more work, I will. I am hoping, before morning is done, to do the dishes, then take another shower, and maybe get to the post. If I can do that well enough, and have time to knock out a bunch of the boxes, I will call it a day. If there is still energy, I may tinker in the kitchen and bathroom now and again. Sweeping, maybe mopping. I am hoping to get to town yet this week, sometime. A few returns and some other business.
First some coffee. I might also boil a few eggs and eat those or the steak. I still have the sense that things are coming apart in the world. The choice really is tyrannical globalism or individualism. And the only thing that could save individual freedom is nationalism. Most people, honestly, do not want to have to think about life. They simply want to have money, a place to live, food, and water. And they will gladly take yours, no matter what you have, so that they don't have to worry about it. Look around the world at all the hungry faces. Imagine sharing out to an average with all of them. You do realize... you won't improve their lot but they will destroy yours. You aren't rich, you say? Compared with whom? A man who lives on a dollar a day, or even ten a day, US dollar, as his whole livelihood? Yeah, you make more. And he hates you for it. Would gladly take your extra. Even knowing it wouldn't truly improve his lot. The jealousy of socialism and communism is destructive, and can be powerful, but is not creative... so, by my calculations, it is not a true authority.
Just... seeing... saying. Best to decide which side you are on before that door closes. Understand, you are either with the world, and pretty much the whole of it, or you are a very thin slice of a rather tiny minority... about to be overrun. You might even think that is okay. But before you think that, go visit Russia, rural China, any country south of the US border, even many European countries (but not the tourist sites... although even many of them have become zoos). Ask yourself, is that really what you want here? Do you want that to be the majority voice of your government, business, social, and civil? Maybe you do. May God have mercy on your soul.
Later.
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Pretty much all the way around, I think... so far. Down at 21:00 or so, up at 5:00. I had to use the ac and fan, which is fine. I gave myself a break and slept bare-footed. No dreams. Though the weather was pretty rough. A storm, with rain and high winds, came through. I must admit to being a bit nervous about that. If you aren't a homeowner, you don't understand. More so a lame, or often lame, one. Already fighting the world with one arm behind the back and legs tied together. Winning? What is this "winning" thing? If you, with or without perceived problems, think you are winning? You simply haven't added everything up. You simply either aren't actually engaged, or you haven't fallen recently enough for your short memory to take it in.
I am actually, given all, doing well. But... doing well, in a mortal coil, on a fallen world, is... not all that good. I don't think that is, actually, a reason to have faith. It simply means, if you happen to have faith, that seeing the darkness isn't terrifying. If, too, as I might have suggested, I came from the darkness. It is the light which, especially initially, was terrifying. The call was so powerful, so as to pull a nocturnal to the day. In the light, even with the darkness closing, I cannot lose. It will be with me always, even should darkness seemingly shut it out. I know it lives in me. Not a part of me, but now it is the core of me. Further, I was made for the Valley of the Shadow of Death. If I end up there... again...
I think getting back to protein and fats had everything to do with my turnaround. I still need a bit more time to sort some things. And yet, if I can do more work, I will. I am hoping, before morning is done, to do the dishes, then take another shower, and maybe get to the post. If I can do that well enough, and have time to knock out a bunch of the boxes, I will call it a day. If there is still energy, I may tinker in the kitchen and bathroom now and again. Sweeping, maybe mopping. I am hoping to get to town yet this week, sometime. A few returns and some other business.
First some coffee. I might also boil a few eggs and eat those or the steak. I still have the sense that things are coming apart in the world. The choice really is tyrannical globalism or individualism. And the only thing that could save individual freedom is nationalism. Most people, honestly, do not want to have to think about life. They simply want to have money, a place to live, food, and water. And they will gladly take yours, no matter what you have, so that they don't have to worry about it. Look around the world at all the hungry faces. Imagine sharing out to an average with all of them. You do realize... you won't improve their lot but they will destroy yours. You aren't rich, you say? Compared with whom? A man who lives on a dollar a day, or even ten a day, US dollar, as his whole livelihood? Yeah, you make more. And he hates you for it. Would gladly take your extra. Even knowing it wouldn't truly improve his lot. The jealousy of socialism and communism is destructive, and can be powerful, but is not creative... so, by my calculations, it is not a true authority.
Just... seeing... saying. Best to decide which side you are on before that door closes. Understand, you are either with the world, and pretty much the whole of it, or you are a very thin slice of a rather tiny minority... about to be overrun. You might even think that is okay. But before you think that, go visit Russia, rural China, any country south of the US border, even many European countries (but not the tourist sites... although even many of them have become zoos). Ask yourself, is that really what you want here? Do you want that to be the majority voice of your government, business, social, and civil? Maybe you do. May God have mercy on your soul.
Later.
Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Dishes and a shower, maybe more.
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I am absolutely baked, tired, exhausted. I have been all day. Even so, a load of dishes and a shower, finally. I even have them set up for another wash. Yeah, but this time I'll wash, rinse, and put them up before bed... probably? So cooked. I haven't been this bad in a very long time. I don't really know why.
I'll tell you, beside being exhausted, I am feeling like Custer. The left and right are going secular, and if that is completed, there will be no difference. Tribal lines are being drawn. You will either be in or out or neither. I am looking to be neither. Technically I should be for the left and globalists, but I know that to be false. Even if the right is against me, it is closer to being correct in this fallen world. Though if it goes full bore secular, it will be the same as the left.
I am not, to be honest, greatly worried. Worst case scenario, torture. While I have shown, even rather recently, to be able to tolerate driving while in shock, having a bad heart means it would be a limited game. I'd like to say I am defensible, but no single person or couple is. Not even a whole family is. It's damned dangerous out there, and even in an army you aren't necessarily safe.
Being tired doesn't help. But I can't help noticing some things. It's been heading this way for a while. Oh well. One of a few things. None of which am I party to, it seems. I don't mind that part, not much I could do on the bigger scene. And, probably either way it goes down, no one involved is going to be... the same.
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I am absolutely baked, tired, exhausted. I have been all day. Even so, a load of dishes and a shower, finally. I even have them set up for another wash. Yeah, but this time I'll wash, rinse, and put them up before bed... probably? So cooked. I haven't been this bad in a very long time. I don't really know why.
I'll tell you, beside being exhausted, I am feeling like Custer. The left and right are going secular, and if that is completed, there will be no difference. Tribal lines are being drawn. You will either be in or out or neither. I am looking to be neither. Technically I should be for the left and globalists, but I know that to be false. Even if the right is against me, it is closer to being correct in this fallen world. Though if it goes full bore secular, it will be the same as the left.
I am not, to be honest, greatly worried. Worst case scenario, torture. While I have shown, even rather recently, to be able to tolerate driving while in shock, having a bad heart means it would be a limited game. I'd like to say I am defensible, but no single person or couple is. Not even a whole family is. It's damned dangerous out there, and even in an army you aren't necessarily safe.
Being tired doesn't help. But I can't help noticing some things. It's been heading this way for a while. Oh well. One of a few things. None of which am I party to, it seems. I don't mind that part, not much I could do on the bigger scene. And, probably either way it goes down, no one involved is going to be... the same.
Something is coming.
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Something not good. Something big, I think. I am not trusting people who I thought I knew, online, for a long time. I don't know if they are trapped, and being used as bait, if they are traitors, if they are going hot and heavy. Something seems wrong. I probably shouldn't play, but I am curious. Though, perhaps, even if we are on the same side, I may simply not be included. I am watching some... odd things begin to take place. A lot of shuffling, switching, churning, pointing, and bubbling. Something is at least being considered. The only thing you can be certain, is that if one side, or one group, is going in, the others will as well, or are already doing so. If you ever watched a gunfight between two men, drawing and shooting, you might never know which drew first unless you were standing, pretty much, in the line of fire, or one drew and fired significantly faster than the other.
My third eye smells the smoke. Yeah, it's tricky that way. It could pass, but it seems to be heating up. Though, as suggested, it might be a trap. If I were you, and you don't want to become a target, I'd avoid sites which seem to be suggesting the wild thing. I think they are simply trying to draw others out. I'm already on lists of lists, so it doesn't really matter. But your friend may well not be your friend, even if he was. Something big is being considered. Not sure, in any event, which way it will go, just that a lot of people will lose. Either the world will become a gun enforced safe space or there will be no more safe spaces.
Might just pass, or it's all one side or the other already. Duck. This time? See this video as a secular, human, political thing. Oh yes, do. Though, while most of you, even those who deny, are actually human secularists, the truth really is, as above so below. Doubt as you will, wish, and already do. Your choice and cost.
Just know, whales don't have tails. Tigers do.
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Something not good. Something big, I think. I am not trusting people who I thought I knew, online, for a long time. I don't know if they are trapped, and being used as bait, if they are traitors, if they are going hot and heavy. Something seems wrong. I probably shouldn't play, but I am curious. Though, perhaps, even if we are on the same side, I may simply not be included. I am watching some... odd things begin to take place. A lot of shuffling, switching, churning, pointing, and bubbling. Something is at least being considered. The only thing you can be certain, is that if one side, or one group, is going in, the others will as well, or are already doing so. If you ever watched a gunfight between two men, drawing and shooting, you might never know which drew first unless you were standing, pretty much, in the line of fire, or one drew and fired significantly faster than the other.
My third eye smells the smoke. Yeah, it's tricky that way. It could pass, but it seems to be heating up. Though, as suggested, it might be a trap. If I were you, and you don't want to become a target, I'd avoid sites which seem to be suggesting the wild thing. I think they are simply trying to draw others out. I'm already on lists of lists, so it doesn't really matter. But your friend may well not be your friend, even if he was. Something big is being considered. Not sure, in any event, which way it will go, just that a lot of people will lose. Either the world will become a gun enforced safe space or there will be no more safe spaces.
Might just pass, or it's all one side or the other already. Duck. This time? See this video as a secular, human, political thing. Oh yes, do. Though, while most of you, even those who deny, are actually human secularists, the truth really is, as above so below. Doubt as you will, wish, and already do. Your choice and cost.
Just know, whales don't have tails. Tigers do.
I have found a source of spooks.
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Nothing fantastic, so far. Though nothing so stupid... well, okay, stupid, but not soul-eating. There are serious limits. I have dumped several, giving some time to the producers et. al. If they can't fly that balloon well and up front I move along. To be honest, I'm not even a great fan of someone like Kubrick. Certainly not those who go even further out while trying to... extend on his work? Perhaps he was a generational thing? A product of the 70's, and 60's really. Trash. As I see things.
Although, once in a while, a small if simple movie gets a spot. I don't need cgi or other special effects. I don't need jump scares, though a well placed one, not over done, is good. Simple acting that doesn't look to be acting is a bonus. But it really is the story. It doesn't have to have an ending, or meaning, so long as I understand the point, that there is something... or something else... in there. That the basic story is one foot in front of the other, though with some of that all not adding up as it should. A story that is just one plus one equals two, unless somehow personal and interesting, just isn't worth time. There has to be a trick to it, even if it can't be fully obtained. But if it is all trick, as I consider Kubrick type work, it is, to me, just as worthless.
Something I was consider while watching a small little movie a bit earlier... acting... If someone is acting, but doesn't seem to be playing a part, is that still acting? Is that good acting... or bad... or does that depend on the medium or part... say stage versus movie or television show, or main part versus a servant perhaps. And, if an actor is obviously acting... again... is that bad? Further... who doesn't act? Am I believable? I must admit, I don't think most people are. If too, I don't think most people are aware that they are in a play, playing a part. They simply play their part, until they are in a different scene with someone else, or are by themselves, producing a soliloquy or simply setting the stage for the entrance of another.
Is acting incorrect? Or is that how we socialize? Perhaps it is less about socializing than communicating? Though, when is socializing and communicating different? I am sure there are times where they are distinct and when there is some crossover. Oh, well, just... thinking.
Yes, I actually thought the acting was good, specifically because it did not appear to put on. That is actually difficult, even for people right before me quite often. People are horrible actors, even playing the simple part of life that presents them to me. At least as I see things. I wonder if that is because so many people have simply lost the skill, spending most of their social time texting. They have no feedback about facial features, don't know how to respond, are essentially dead to non-verbal cues? I'm starting to think so.
Just a few thoughts. At least there are still a few movies that seem to bring out the simpler humble life I remember having been normal. It'll come back, but probably not until after the inevitable, and probably at this point necessary, collapse. I'm thinking a massive emp might be fantastic. I just... I realize it might well be my end for a number of reasons. That... too... might be good. Zombies of one sort or another need to be sorted out. At least this one doesn't need a safe space when discussing the truth of things, even when they are quite personal. Later.
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Nothing fantastic, so far. Though nothing so stupid... well, okay, stupid, but not soul-eating. There are serious limits. I have dumped several, giving some time to the producers et. al. If they can't fly that balloon well and up front I move along. To be honest, I'm not even a great fan of someone like Kubrick. Certainly not those who go even further out while trying to... extend on his work? Perhaps he was a generational thing? A product of the 70's, and 60's really. Trash. As I see things.
Although, once in a while, a small if simple movie gets a spot. I don't need cgi or other special effects. I don't need jump scares, though a well placed one, not over done, is good. Simple acting that doesn't look to be acting is a bonus. But it really is the story. It doesn't have to have an ending, or meaning, so long as I understand the point, that there is something... or something else... in there. That the basic story is one foot in front of the other, though with some of that all not adding up as it should. A story that is just one plus one equals two, unless somehow personal and interesting, just isn't worth time. There has to be a trick to it, even if it can't be fully obtained. But if it is all trick, as I consider Kubrick type work, it is, to me, just as worthless.
Something I was consider while watching a small little movie a bit earlier... acting... If someone is acting, but doesn't seem to be playing a part, is that still acting? Is that good acting... or bad... or does that depend on the medium or part... say stage versus movie or television show, or main part versus a servant perhaps. And, if an actor is obviously acting... again... is that bad? Further... who doesn't act? Am I believable? I must admit, I don't think most people are. If too, I don't think most people are aware that they are in a play, playing a part. They simply play their part, until they are in a different scene with someone else, or are by themselves, producing a soliloquy or simply setting the stage for the entrance of another.
Is acting incorrect? Or is that how we socialize? Perhaps it is less about socializing than communicating? Though, when is socializing and communicating different? I am sure there are times where they are distinct and when there is some crossover. Oh, well, just... thinking.
Yes, I actually thought the acting was good, specifically because it did not appear to put on. That is actually difficult, even for people right before me quite often. People are horrible actors, even playing the simple part of life that presents them to me. At least as I see things. I wonder if that is because so many people have simply lost the skill, spending most of their social time texting. They have no feedback about facial features, don't know how to respond, are essentially dead to non-verbal cues? I'm starting to think so.
Just a few thoughts. At least there are still a few movies that seem to bring out the simpler humble life I remember having been normal. It'll come back, but probably not until after the inevitable, and probably at this point necessary, collapse. I'm thinking a massive emp might be fantastic. I just... I realize it might well be my end for a number of reasons. That... too... might be good. Zombies of one sort or another need to be sorted out. At least this one doesn't need a safe space when discussing the truth of things, even when they are quite personal. Later.
I simply must keep at it.
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I do realize I may seem foolish. Losing track of a food item with so much at stake. And, yet, that is simply how life works. There really is a limit as to how much you can understand and put into action at once. Being so ill does not help. Going into winter, every year, becomes slightly more difficult. And with a dozen things, at least, in the planning stages, beyond what is being undertaken, some with decaying time limits... Well, some day, you will understand. If nothing else, though I suggest more, at the end, everyone walks that path alone. I have simply been walking it for much longer than nightmares would allow. At least I understand, and have found a way to struggle against it. In some ways, though, it simply doesn't matter.
I decided to eat something for breakfast. Lamb chops, simply pan fried. They came out perfect. How rare a lamb which isn't bitter... if I think it is because the lamb truly is a yearling. Beyond that and they should be required to call it mutton. And price it accordingly. Mutton is hard bitter, I suppose worse as it ages. Some like it, most don't. Most who have had "lamb", and didn't like it, had mutton... or I'd bet. Though many have "issues" with eating such young animals. Anyway... it was a very good meal. Later I will have a steak. The goal, even if I overdo protein in the short term, is to get back off carbs, hitting fats as possible, with the protein that takes, until fasting can begin again.
I have given up on Dark Shadows. Beside the shows I have being so far apart, they actually included two-part shows without both parts. Idiots. I guess they can do that. I just wanted to sample it, see if I liked it. Not so much anyway. I don't even think a fan would like this collection. At least now I know. Some forbidden fruit may remain as is. I'll look for other entertainment.
Oh, a review of several sugar substitutes... I think my favored type is liquid splenda, actually called zero. And, by the way, all of these work with my body so as not to spike my blood sugar... your mileage may vary. The only problem with zero is that it is rather pricey. I would guess, at best, a bottle would last a month. Perhaps I am overdoing it, or the instructions are wrong. It suggests that a squeeze is a dose. (Same with the liquid forms of stevia). It is suggested that there are 500 uses in a bottle, but not if a squeeze goes until the liquid stops. Too much, how to dose... If I am doing it wrong, it would be difficult to know how to do it right. It would always be subjective. A squirt, a spurt, a bit, a lot, too little? At between $4 and $5 a bottle, I just... I may buy another few bottles of the various stuff, with a mind to frugality. But, if as I suspect, these are as expensive as they seem to get a right sweetness, then I'll skip them.
As to da vinci? That is quite good and affordable. It is the same price as the little squirt bottles, it just seems to sweeten quite well, using rather little, and at about the same price. Affordable, as I use it. I don't really care for the other flavors, but vanilla is fine. And I can "do" the other flavors, I just don't prefer them. For the most part, though, I try to use only one sweetened drink per day or every other day. Oh, and one other thing I use, just with tea or water, is crystal light. Sometimes I only add enough to cut the dry sense I get with water or tea, sometimes I make it full flavor. Again, though, I attempt to sweeten something only occasionally... if I am not always perfect.
I did set up the dishes to a fresh soak. I will watch a movie, then check the water. If it is still too hot, I'll find something else to do. Otherwise I will get those kicked out... if I can. Tired but I will attempt to push through. I don't know if I will do more than dishes, or even if I will get to those. Though kicking those out, a shower, and perhaps laundry this evening, would be good. Boxes, even just a small pile of them tended, would be good. I feel like a caged beast, with food (in the form of work) just outside my cage, teasing me. Yeah... I like to work. I like to do things, have them done, create more piles, and do more and more. I would have made a good worker, hunter, or such at one time. Later.
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I do realize I may seem foolish. Losing track of a food item with so much at stake. And, yet, that is simply how life works. There really is a limit as to how much you can understand and put into action at once. Being so ill does not help. Going into winter, every year, becomes slightly more difficult. And with a dozen things, at least, in the planning stages, beyond what is being undertaken, some with decaying time limits... Well, some day, you will understand. If nothing else, though I suggest more, at the end, everyone walks that path alone. I have simply been walking it for much longer than nightmares would allow. At least I understand, and have found a way to struggle against it. In some ways, though, it simply doesn't matter.
I decided to eat something for breakfast. Lamb chops, simply pan fried. They came out perfect. How rare a lamb which isn't bitter... if I think it is because the lamb truly is a yearling. Beyond that and they should be required to call it mutton. And price it accordingly. Mutton is hard bitter, I suppose worse as it ages. Some like it, most don't. Most who have had "lamb", and didn't like it, had mutton... or I'd bet. Though many have "issues" with eating such young animals. Anyway... it was a very good meal. Later I will have a steak. The goal, even if I overdo protein in the short term, is to get back off carbs, hitting fats as possible, with the protein that takes, until fasting can begin again.
I have given up on Dark Shadows. Beside the shows I have being so far apart, they actually included two-part shows without both parts. Idiots. I guess they can do that. I just wanted to sample it, see if I liked it. Not so much anyway. I don't even think a fan would like this collection. At least now I know. Some forbidden fruit may remain as is. I'll look for other entertainment.
Oh, a review of several sugar substitutes... I think my favored type is liquid splenda, actually called zero. And, by the way, all of these work with my body so as not to spike my blood sugar... your mileage may vary. The only problem with zero is that it is rather pricey. I would guess, at best, a bottle would last a month. Perhaps I am overdoing it, or the instructions are wrong. It suggests that a squeeze is a dose. (Same with the liquid forms of stevia). It is suggested that there are 500 uses in a bottle, but not if a squeeze goes until the liquid stops. Too much, how to dose... If I am doing it wrong, it would be difficult to know how to do it right. It would always be subjective. A squirt, a spurt, a bit, a lot, too little? At between $4 and $5 a bottle, I just... I may buy another few bottles of the various stuff, with a mind to frugality. But, if as I suspect, these are as expensive as they seem to get a right sweetness, then I'll skip them.
As to da vinci? That is quite good and affordable. It is the same price as the little squirt bottles, it just seems to sweeten quite well, using rather little, and at about the same price. Affordable, as I use it. I don't really care for the other flavors, but vanilla is fine. And I can "do" the other flavors, I just don't prefer them. For the most part, though, I try to use only one sweetened drink per day or every other day. Oh, and one other thing I use, just with tea or water, is crystal light. Sometimes I only add enough to cut the dry sense I get with water or tea, sometimes I make it full flavor. Again, though, I attempt to sweeten something only occasionally... if I am not always perfect.
I did set up the dishes to a fresh soak. I will watch a movie, then check the water. If it is still too hot, I'll find something else to do. Otherwise I will get those kicked out... if I can. Tired but I will attempt to push through. I don't know if I will do more than dishes, or even if I will get to those. Though kicking those out, a shower, and perhaps laundry this evening, would be good. Boxes, even just a small pile of them tended, would be good. I feel like a caged beast, with food (in the form of work) just outside my cage, teasing me. Yeah... I like to work. I like to do things, have them done, create more piles, and do more and more. I would have made a good worker, hunter, or such at one time. Later.
Figured it out.
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Sure, I should have know. But between pushing the work load, going just shy with sleep, figuring other things out, and this and that... I lost track of something. I had added beans to my diet in order to add potassium. Which was all fine. Now that I am on potassium pills, I can stop the food source push. Keeping an eye to that, mind you, if also with an eye on carbs. Beans became a, pretty much, daily staple. The problem is, and I had forgotten, is that they are very high in carbs. The white beans, which have been my main source for a while, have 36 g of carbs if also 16 g of dietary fiber. Subtract those, leaving, for a quarter cup of beans, 20 carbs... that is the max load of carbs, and something I avoid, especially on just one ingredient. And yet, with the fasting meal plan, I was eating... a cup or two a day!
Fine. Now I have the high sugar problem figured out. I also realize was fasting was such a bear. It is extremely difficult to fast if your body is hooked on carbs. One might say it is nearly impossible. It's just one of those things. Now? NOW I get to start over. *sigh* I will get back to it. Oh, it also adds to part of why I would be so tired. Carbs are nasty, for me. They add to exhaustion. It's not cold, really, so that isn't enough of a change yet to be a part of it. But less sun, especially when it is cloudy, is part of it.
Meat, meat, cheese, more meat, and fats every meal and in drinks. That is what, and about all, that is on the menu for the next week or two, before I can begin adding a few other trick-shot foods, like spinach or salad. I am not going to push fasting, or even small meals. I am simply going to rush keto, and if fasting seems possible, do it. When sugars are coming down and ketosis is beginning fasting is a breeze. If not, as I suggested, it just isn't possible. The first crack I had at it, even if my blood sugar was high, I was actually already headed into ketosis by accidentally eating what I normally crave. I just have to get back there, then kick it back in. As for the pains? Organs complaining under the sugar load. Yeah... back to work.
Though, not literally work. It will take a few days, probably, to get my body back into shape to do actual work. Even my innards are suffering. Innards, exhaustion, inability to focus, yeah. A day or two and I should be able to get back to things more fully. I am hoping to do a few things, mid to small, just to keep on top or move just a bit ahead, if I can. I have simply learned not to expect to much when I end up in the situation I am in.
Oh, but a good sleep, and good dream, last night. A monster, campers, a woman and lover acting as a sidekick... Danger, thinking, logic and it's failure until things were figured out... a massive evil snake in a lake. I hunted it and it, eventually fell. Lost some people, only a few, didn't lose them all.
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Sure, I should have know. But between pushing the work load, going just shy with sleep, figuring other things out, and this and that... I lost track of something. I had added beans to my diet in order to add potassium. Which was all fine. Now that I am on potassium pills, I can stop the food source push. Keeping an eye to that, mind you, if also with an eye on carbs. Beans became a, pretty much, daily staple. The problem is, and I had forgotten, is that they are very high in carbs. The white beans, which have been my main source for a while, have 36 g of carbs if also 16 g of dietary fiber. Subtract those, leaving, for a quarter cup of beans, 20 carbs... that is the max load of carbs, and something I avoid, especially on just one ingredient. And yet, with the fasting meal plan, I was eating... a cup or two a day!
Fine. Now I have the high sugar problem figured out. I also realize was fasting was such a bear. It is extremely difficult to fast if your body is hooked on carbs. One might say it is nearly impossible. It's just one of those things. Now? NOW I get to start over. *sigh* I will get back to it. Oh, it also adds to part of why I would be so tired. Carbs are nasty, for me. They add to exhaustion. It's not cold, really, so that isn't enough of a change yet to be a part of it. But less sun, especially when it is cloudy, is part of it.
Meat, meat, cheese, more meat, and fats every meal and in drinks. That is what, and about all, that is on the menu for the next week or two, before I can begin adding a few other trick-shot foods, like spinach or salad. I am not going to push fasting, or even small meals. I am simply going to rush keto, and if fasting seems possible, do it. When sugars are coming down and ketosis is beginning fasting is a breeze. If not, as I suggested, it just isn't possible. The first crack I had at it, even if my blood sugar was high, I was actually already headed into ketosis by accidentally eating what I normally crave. I just have to get back there, then kick it back in. As for the pains? Organs complaining under the sugar load. Yeah... back to work.
Though, not literally work. It will take a few days, probably, to get my body back into shape to do actual work. Even my innards are suffering. Innards, exhaustion, inability to focus, yeah. A day or two and I should be able to get back to things more fully. I am hoping to do a few things, mid to small, just to keep on top or move just a bit ahead, if I can. I have simply learned not to expect to much when I end up in the situation I am in.
Oh, but a good sleep, and good dream, last night. A monster, campers, a woman and lover acting as a sidekick... Danger, thinking, logic and it's failure until things were figured out... a massive evil snake in a lake. I hunted it and it, eventually fell. Lost some people, only a few, didn't lose them all.
Monday, September 12, 2016
A dark day.
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No troubles, other than it is literally dark. Overcast. It isn't even cool for it, or doesn't seem so. I have not been able to get going. Coffee did not help, or tea. I am simply tuckered. Which is fine. I'll keep the goals in mind, as I may, and search for the sometimes elusive windows of opportunity. A nap, shortly, perhaps.
I did get the trash out. I did a few other very minor things, which have been forgotten since. Reading here, watching a few more programs, blogging myself... that's it.
Oh, one of the things... I watched a video suggesting how water softness could be tested. Putting water that had gone through your system with water that had not (in my case, from the outside faucet) into to jars in which soap had been added. Then shaking. Hard water does not produce bubbles, or as well (I am lead to believe). Soft water will, typically, produce an inch of bubbles. Hmm... both jars produced the same amount of bubbles? Yeah. That just doesn't make sense. It is supposed to be rather hard water here. Then again, perhaps that is only sometimes? Or, perhaps, that trick doesn't work with every type of hardness... depending on the mineral or whatever else can cause hard water content. For example, if calcium was the problem, perhaps it specifically doesn't impede bubble formation. Or the soap was strong enough, or formulated for, hard water bubble production? Unknown.
I did taste the water, after giving it some time to filter through, plus using two large amounts (more than the tank holds, by twice) of water through it. I must admit, I do think it tastes... different. The water softener is supposed to improve the life of the reverse osmosis, but not really add superiority. Though, perhaps, it was simply high time for the change. The water wasn't bad before, it just seems even better. I doubt if I had fully used up the cartridges. Still, better to change those before it goes bad, I think. It takes quite a while for my limited use with a system meant for a family of five.
Oh, well... nap? Yeah, nap. ... One last thing. Her, in my dreams. She is quite beautiful. Is that all there is to it? I don't think so, but it sure doesn't hurt up front. I honestly do think I like her, too. I just don't believe she is available. If I thought so I'd... do something. I won't lift a finger without some reciprocity. I can, however, dream. And dream quite pleasantly. Damned cows got me coming and going. Or... the other way around? Then again, I don't think I am alone in that, one way or a dozen. *wink*
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No troubles, other than it is literally dark. Overcast. It isn't even cool for it, or doesn't seem so. I have not been able to get going. Coffee did not help, or tea. I am simply tuckered. Which is fine. I'll keep the goals in mind, as I may, and search for the sometimes elusive windows of opportunity. A nap, shortly, perhaps.
I did get the trash out. I did a few other very minor things, which have been forgotten since. Reading here, watching a few more programs, blogging myself... that's it.
Oh, one of the things... I watched a video suggesting how water softness could be tested. Putting water that had gone through your system with water that had not (in my case, from the outside faucet) into to jars in which soap had been added. Then shaking. Hard water does not produce bubbles, or as well (I am lead to believe). Soft water will, typically, produce an inch of bubbles. Hmm... both jars produced the same amount of bubbles? Yeah. That just doesn't make sense. It is supposed to be rather hard water here. Then again, perhaps that is only sometimes? Or, perhaps, that trick doesn't work with every type of hardness... depending on the mineral or whatever else can cause hard water content. For example, if calcium was the problem, perhaps it specifically doesn't impede bubble formation. Or the soap was strong enough, or formulated for, hard water bubble production? Unknown.
I did taste the water, after giving it some time to filter through, plus using two large amounts (more than the tank holds, by twice) of water through it. I must admit, I do think it tastes... different. The water softener is supposed to improve the life of the reverse osmosis, but not really add superiority. Though, perhaps, it was simply high time for the change. The water wasn't bad before, it just seems even better. I doubt if I had fully used up the cartridges. Still, better to change those before it goes bad, I think. It takes quite a while for my limited use with a system meant for a family of five.
Oh, well... nap? Yeah, nap. ... One last thing. Her, in my dreams. She is quite beautiful. Is that all there is to it? I don't think so, but it sure doesn't hurt up front. I honestly do think I like her, too. I just don't believe she is available. If I thought so I'd... do something. I won't lift a finger without some reciprocity. I can, however, dream. And dream quite pleasantly. Damned cows got me coming and going. Or... the other way around? Then again, I don't think I am alone in that, one way or a dozen. *wink*
While I wake...
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There are things I keep meaning to do. Oh, no easy tasks, in some senses. And, yet, possibly as easy as falling off a log. No, not THAT. I mean indoor herb gardening. I don't really want to mess with those which, when harvested, don't continue to grow. Not to start things. Though if to be used, my guess is that more than one plant might well be needed. Setting them up with enough light is always tricky. Extra light would most likely be required. Keeping the girls out of them would be a consideration. If they don't attack them, they may well attempt to use them as litter boxes. All I am saying is that I am thinking about it.
In the summer, I suppose they could be put out. Or more could be planted. It wouldn't be bad to have various herbs out there, too. Bringing in the better ones, or parts of them, but having fresh outside each spring. I never did get going on asparagus or rhubarb. Yes, well, maybe... just maybe. Now that I am actually cooking, and that the herbs that grow inside are very common to my way of cooking, more emphasis can be put on these things, including the other food items.
I haven't answered an email, a pair of them actually. But one of the thoughts was in preparing asparagus. My two preferred ways are steaming (not boiling, steaming) and grilling. Steaming, of course, is without the vegetable touching liquid water. I have three different sizes of steamers... four if you count that my biggest steamer set has both a larger and smaller stacking steamer basket, both of which can be used at the same time. The also do actually make steamer baskets pretty much just for asparagus. Why don't I have one? It's pretty much a one-trick pony. I generally avoid those. As to grilling, just clean the grill, wipe on olive oil (or butter, ghee, lard, duck fat, tallow... a fatty liquid or what will turn liquid), use some of the said fat on the spears as well, at whatever point you think they are the stickiest, sprinkle a bit of kosher or sea salt (which should only be used when eating, not when cooking) then place the spears. This takes practice, not to burn and yet to finish. Fantastic with variations of an aioli or purer mayo, homemade of course. Hmm... that would go fantastic with a lamb chop lollipop, actually. Yeah, I'll get to it when I'm not so ragged, but there is that.
Well... on to finishing waking, and maybe getting any paper trash out. Then to dishes. Ugh. Later.
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There are things I keep meaning to do. Oh, no easy tasks, in some senses. And, yet, possibly as easy as falling off a log. No, not THAT. I mean indoor herb gardening. I don't really want to mess with those which, when harvested, don't continue to grow. Not to start things. Though if to be used, my guess is that more than one plant might well be needed. Setting them up with enough light is always tricky. Extra light would most likely be required. Keeping the girls out of them would be a consideration. If they don't attack them, they may well attempt to use them as litter boxes. All I am saying is that I am thinking about it.
In the summer, I suppose they could be put out. Or more could be planted. It wouldn't be bad to have various herbs out there, too. Bringing in the better ones, or parts of them, but having fresh outside each spring. I never did get going on asparagus or rhubarb. Yes, well, maybe... just maybe. Now that I am actually cooking, and that the herbs that grow inside are very common to my way of cooking, more emphasis can be put on these things, including the other food items.
I haven't answered an email, a pair of them actually. But one of the thoughts was in preparing asparagus. My two preferred ways are steaming (not boiling, steaming) and grilling. Steaming, of course, is without the vegetable touching liquid water. I have three different sizes of steamers... four if you count that my biggest steamer set has both a larger and smaller stacking steamer basket, both of which can be used at the same time. The also do actually make steamer baskets pretty much just for asparagus. Why don't I have one? It's pretty much a one-trick pony. I generally avoid those. As to grilling, just clean the grill, wipe on olive oil (or butter, ghee, lard, duck fat, tallow... a fatty liquid or what will turn liquid), use some of the said fat on the spears as well, at whatever point you think they are the stickiest, sprinkle a bit of kosher or sea salt (which should only be used when eating, not when cooking) then place the spears. This takes practice, not to burn and yet to finish. Fantastic with variations of an aioli or purer mayo, homemade of course. Hmm... that would go fantastic with a lamb chop lollipop, actually. Yeah, I'll get to it when I'm not so ragged, but there is that.
Well... on to finishing waking, and maybe getting any paper trash out. Then to dishes. Ugh. Later.
I love it when it works.
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Maybe a little early. Yes, the timestamp is wrong by two hours or so, and I didn't blog first thing. Coffee, though from now on just half a pot, then to tea. Medicine and socks on. Those are dastardly to don, if their purpose is vital. They aren't ever comfortable if more comfortable than terribly swollen feet. Medicine simply isn't enough. I could go back up an half notch on those, which I would have to discuss with my doctor. It is probably better to struggle a bit, on a lower dose. That might just not fully be enough?
Life is, at some points, struggle. Just to eat, literally, even if I have the food... To be active... first I had to learn to wake more of the day, or even week or month at first... then how to not sit all of the time. I have to force myself away from what others couldn't do. It feels as if I am made of iron and concrete. Each step, each effort, is more than it would seem. And, yet, these last few years I have been doing better. I fall, but then get back up and do even better than ever before. My falls are better than the best of my life before though too. This last week or few days? No, I would say, mostly, the last few weeks, if rockily, has been... incredible. I'm not ahead, just further ahead that I have been, and able to do more than ever. I seem to have to pay for it, but the price is getting smaller and taking less time. Batteries charge more fully and more quickly.
I will have dinner today, but then I do believe I will begin fasting again, beyond the daily. I am thinking three day fasts, at this point, to get back in the game. Blood sugars have been high. I haven't been tracking those extremely closely, unfortunately. I believe I have been using too much artificial sweetener. My foods are good, right, meat and fat. And with daily fasting, I shouldn't... have this problem. I have been going overboard on cream tea/coffee and the da vinche stuff. Well, I was trying to push through and... it happens. Back to the grind.
When I am more fully awake, dishes, first thing. Then sweeping and mopping, tearing down boxes, a load or two of laundry, some general kitchen duty, and more sit work in the living room, sorting and such, while on breaks. I would like to make a call or two, set up a few boxes for returns, and make a shopping list. I really need to make that shopping list as I have some very specific needs. But every time I have begun the list my memory has betrayed me. Gah! I'll... give it a shot. Though some things are very difficult to find, such as white pepper. I'd also like to find a local source for washed rind, and other, cheeses. Hmm... there is the phone, but who to call?
I am feeling a bit better. Sleep was good, restful, if I need the ac and fan on full blast and mostly just the cover sheet. Whatever works. I'll... keep at it. Good morning and day.
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Maybe a little early. Yes, the timestamp is wrong by two hours or so, and I didn't blog first thing. Coffee, though from now on just half a pot, then to tea. Medicine and socks on. Those are dastardly to don, if their purpose is vital. They aren't ever comfortable if more comfortable than terribly swollen feet. Medicine simply isn't enough. I could go back up an half notch on those, which I would have to discuss with my doctor. It is probably better to struggle a bit, on a lower dose. That might just not fully be enough?
Life is, at some points, struggle. Just to eat, literally, even if I have the food... To be active... first I had to learn to wake more of the day, or even week or month at first... then how to not sit all of the time. I have to force myself away from what others couldn't do. It feels as if I am made of iron and concrete. Each step, each effort, is more than it would seem. And, yet, these last few years I have been doing better. I fall, but then get back up and do even better than ever before. My falls are better than the best of my life before though too. This last week or few days? No, I would say, mostly, the last few weeks, if rockily, has been... incredible. I'm not ahead, just further ahead that I have been, and able to do more than ever. I seem to have to pay for it, but the price is getting smaller and taking less time. Batteries charge more fully and more quickly.
I will have dinner today, but then I do believe I will begin fasting again, beyond the daily. I am thinking three day fasts, at this point, to get back in the game. Blood sugars have been high. I haven't been tracking those extremely closely, unfortunately. I believe I have been using too much artificial sweetener. My foods are good, right, meat and fat. And with daily fasting, I shouldn't... have this problem. I have been going overboard on cream tea/coffee and the da vinche stuff. Well, I was trying to push through and... it happens. Back to the grind.
When I am more fully awake, dishes, first thing. Then sweeping and mopping, tearing down boxes, a load or two of laundry, some general kitchen duty, and more sit work in the living room, sorting and such, while on breaks. I would like to make a call or two, set up a few boxes for returns, and make a shopping list. I really need to make that shopping list as I have some very specific needs. But every time I have begun the list my memory has betrayed me. Gah! I'll... give it a shot. Though some things are very difficult to find, such as white pepper. I'd also like to find a local source for washed rind, and other, cheeses. Hmm... there is the phone, but who to call?
I am feeling a bit better. Sleep was good, restful, if I need the ac and fan on full blast and mostly just the cover sheet. Whatever works. I'll... keep at it. Good morning and day.
Sunday, September 11, 2016
More.
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I can't get or do more. I did okay though. Most of the dishes, this and that, cooking, maintenance, some things figured out. I wasn't moving fast enough to get to as much as I had hoped. Though I did some things which weren't on the plan. I am exhausted, I did a lot of work, and have been at least doing some things every day for... a while. Oh, sure, you do that all the time. I haven't even been able to be awake every day for most of the last three decades. It's like I am waking up. Or woke up, and am now doing things. So strange.
I am hoping to sleep long tonight. Call it 21:00, then sleep until... 5:00, give or take an half hour. If I wake before, I will push to sleep more, until the chosen time. I don't mind a little extra sleep, I have been sleeping more like six to seven hours a night lately, and I think I need more. Yeah, bedtime. I wish I could write more but I simply can't. There are some things I wish to put into my diary, I just can't stay focused. Good night.
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I can't get or do more. I did okay though. Most of the dishes, this and that, cooking, maintenance, some things figured out. I wasn't moving fast enough to get to as much as I had hoped. Though I did some things which weren't on the plan. I am exhausted, I did a lot of work, and have been at least doing some things every day for... a while. Oh, sure, you do that all the time. I haven't even been able to be awake every day for most of the last three decades. It's like I am waking up. Or woke up, and am now doing things. So strange.
I am hoping to sleep long tonight. Call it 21:00, then sleep until... 5:00, give or take an half hour. If I wake before, I will push to sleep more, until the chosen time. I don't mind a little extra sleep, I have been sleeping more like six to seven hours a night lately, and I think I need more. Yeah, bedtime. I wish I could write more but I simply can't. There are some things I wish to put into my diary, I just can't stay focused. Good night.
While I was at that, this.
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I am adding little things as I go along. With the water softener back in operation, I thought I best get going in replacing the reverse osmosis filters. The cheese had been shredded, bagged, dusted with corn starch, and is in the freezer, with the machine cleaned and the bowl, lid, and blade soaking. I was about to do dishes when I was ambushed by the reverse osmosis maintenance. It wouldn't have been so bad but I had to search for some of the filters. I had just about given up when I found them. Now they are all together, and in the place where they all out to be, where I know them to be. I may order another set of the quicker change filters. That would give me enough for two more changes, including the complete change out. I would still like another complete set. Water is darned important.
It is amazing, what all is happening. I really am doing things, getting ahead, figuring things out, even when I don't feel like it and can't seem to get going. It might take a bit, but I am so far ahead this summer. Sometimes I just sit, but I am becoming aware of that, and the passing of time. Reading, if that is hit or miss. Watching movies and show, if older ones or ones that I sense hold something for me... wrongly sometimes. Learning how to fix, make, do, cook, and maybe back to baking... if with rather new methods and products.
I am even attempting to rein in my comments. Oh, I still slip. Better than I was, I think. Less often, less vitriolic, more directed... or heading that way. I have much yet to do. If, for the first time in some decades, I actually think I might get ahead and be able to stay there... a bit. As with dishes, you can't ever literally be far enough ahead that you don't have to worry... if that is your task. You can break even, and stop, but all else being void, you will have to dirty dishes again eventually. Still, I think I can get the cave in order and stay up on it in an even ebb and flow. If I get backed up, I may well be able to stop all operations and drift, fast, whatever, until I can find my breath again. It is looking possible.
Dishes next, then sweeping. Mopping later, and maybe boxes. Hmm... I wonder if the water will taste any differing. I probably should vacate the bottle. I'll have to learn the maintenance on that part and get that fixed up. Yeah. It took years to finally get to things, on those devices, but it is beginning. Neither is done, both are started, other things are being considered. I wonder how much the thick, super-duper, exterior housepaint costs? I'll check next time I am in. White, and some brushes. I think I have cleaner, if that is needed, of several sorts. I have much, just no energy or way, until recently. I have many, many, tools, expendables, parts, and so on. I just need to figure out some things, and stay awake or at least able.
For dinner? Hmm... I am thinking one course could definitely be this. Many of my favorites chefs agree, what is traditionally breakfast food can be an anytime meal. I even have fresh, solid, parmesan. It isn't my favorite, though that may be me, changing tastes, and having lost familiarity. Still, worth a shot. Maybe it tastes enough better this way, or I will grow used to it as I use it more. Cheese is very good for higher fat "diets".
Later.
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I am adding little things as I go along. With the water softener back in operation, I thought I best get going in replacing the reverse osmosis filters. The cheese had been shredded, bagged, dusted with corn starch, and is in the freezer, with the machine cleaned and the bowl, lid, and blade soaking. I was about to do dishes when I was ambushed by the reverse osmosis maintenance. It wouldn't have been so bad but I had to search for some of the filters. I had just about given up when I found them. Now they are all together, and in the place where they all out to be, where I know them to be. I may order another set of the quicker change filters. That would give me enough for two more changes, including the complete change out. I would still like another complete set. Water is darned important.
It is amazing, what all is happening. I really am doing things, getting ahead, figuring things out, even when I don't feel like it and can't seem to get going. It might take a bit, but I am so far ahead this summer. Sometimes I just sit, but I am becoming aware of that, and the passing of time. Reading, if that is hit or miss. Watching movies and show, if older ones or ones that I sense hold something for me... wrongly sometimes. Learning how to fix, make, do, cook, and maybe back to baking... if with rather new methods and products.
I am even attempting to rein in my comments. Oh, I still slip. Better than I was, I think. Less often, less vitriolic, more directed... or heading that way. I have much yet to do. If, for the first time in some decades, I actually think I might get ahead and be able to stay there... a bit. As with dishes, you can't ever literally be far enough ahead that you don't have to worry... if that is your task. You can break even, and stop, but all else being void, you will have to dirty dishes again eventually. Still, I think I can get the cave in order and stay up on it in an even ebb and flow. If I get backed up, I may well be able to stop all operations and drift, fast, whatever, until I can find my breath again. It is looking possible.
Dishes next, then sweeping. Mopping later, and maybe boxes. Hmm... I wonder if the water will taste any differing. I probably should vacate the bottle. I'll have to learn the maintenance on that part and get that fixed up. Yeah. It took years to finally get to things, on those devices, but it is beginning. Neither is done, both are started, other things are being considered. I wonder how much the thick, super-duper, exterior housepaint costs? I'll check next time I am in. White, and some brushes. I think I have cleaner, if that is needed, of several sorts. I have much, just no energy or way, until recently. I have many, many, tools, expendables, parts, and so on. I just need to figure out some things, and stay awake or at least able.
For dinner? Hmm... I am thinking one course could definitely be this. Many of my favorites chefs agree, what is traditionally breakfast food can be an anytime meal. I even have fresh, solid, parmesan. It isn't my favorite, though that may be me, changing tastes, and having lost familiarity. Still, worth a shot. Maybe it tastes enough better this way, or I will grow used to it as I use it more. Cheese is very good for higher fat "diets".
Later.
Working, cleaning, learning, and more.
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The half of the dishes I had prepped, and a few more, were finished. From washing a final time, to rinsing, then being dried and put up... or nearly. Waiting on lids to put them away. With that done, the rest of the dishes were put to a hot sudsy soak. You can never really be ahead on dishes. At best dead even for a while. Too few to wash and they collect. Several cooking or baking projects, and they can nearly overwhelm. Combined, with a few days down, and... that is where I was at. Still, that is much better than is often the case. Another week, or more month, and every item, it seems, would need cleaning. I am staying more ahead than usual by far.
I pulled soup for dinner. Along with a pound of burger and that should be enough. I probably won't eat the full pound, probably. Hmm... but what to have with it? Something something. I know I had something planned. I simply cannot remember. Nothing fancy, not tonight. I'll think about it. I would like to shred cheese too. I should do that soon, so as to get the bowl and disc in to be washed with the last of the rest. Push, pull, do, don't, figure. Life.
After a bit more digging, I found the main problem with the water softener. Someone had engaged the bypass. I am not familiar with these things, and depend on them to just work. I only happen to have enough plumbing/mechanical knowledge, and happened to notice something on a maintenance video... something I thought irrelevant until I was checking the thing out this morning. Yep. Sabotage. I wouldn't have shut it down, messed with something, without knowing it's purpose. A griefer would. Why? That is the question, isn't it. Who knows what else is screwed up. Well, it is back in play, unless they broke things inside, or did other things, as well.
A bit of a break after the dishes. Then? Actually I think I will shred cheese right away, then take a break after putting that to soak, then... dishes. Another break, and then boxes? Maybe. I should be able to get the trash out fairly easily, and do a bit of cleaning in the kitchen, then dig a bit further in and on to sweeping and mopping and boxes. Maybe. While on my last break, I did a bit more sorting in the living room. I won't say it's coming together perfectly, but it is definitely all headed in the right direction. If I do a good job this week, when the lamb stew is ready I will enjoy it a bit more... having a sense that I have actually done a few things to earn it.
Good afternoon, and day.
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The half of the dishes I had prepped, and a few more, were finished. From washing a final time, to rinsing, then being dried and put up... or nearly. Waiting on lids to put them away. With that done, the rest of the dishes were put to a hot sudsy soak. You can never really be ahead on dishes. At best dead even for a while. Too few to wash and they collect. Several cooking or baking projects, and they can nearly overwhelm. Combined, with a few days down, and... that is where I was at. Still, that is much better than is often the case. Another week, or more month, and every item, it seems, would need cleaning. I am staying more ahead than usual by far.
I pulled soup for dinner. Along with a pound of burger and that should be enough. I probably won't eat the full pound, probably. Hmm... but what to have with it? Something something. I know I had something planned. I simply cannot remember. Nothing fancy, not tonight. I'll think about it. I would like to shred cheese too. I should do that soon, so as to get the bowl and disc in to be washed with the last of the rest. Push, pull, do, don't, figure. Life.
After a bit more digging, I found the main problem with the water softener. Someone had engaged the bypass. I am not familiar with these things, and depend on them to just work. I only happen to have enough plumbing/mechanical knowledge, and happened to notice something on a maintenance video... something I thought irrelevant until I was checking the thing out this morning. Yep. Sabotage. I wouldn't have shut it down, messed with something, without knowing it's purpose. A griefer would. Why? That is the question, isn't it. Who knows what else is screwed up. Well, it is back in play, unless they broke things inside, or did other things, as well.
A bit of a break after the dishes. Then? Actually I think I will shred cheese right away, then take a break after putting that to soak, then... dishes. Another break, and then boxes? Maybe. I should be able to get the trash out fairly easily, and do a bit of cleaning in the kitchen, then dig a bit further in and on to sweeping and mopping and boxes. Maybe. While on my last break, I did a bit more sorting in the living room. I won't say it's coming together perfectly, but it is definitely all headed in the right direction. If I do a good job this week, when the lamb stew is ready I will enjoy it a bit more... having a sense that I have actually done a few things to earn it.
Good afternoon, and day.
Not much, not fast.
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A pot of coffee was made, almost first thing, and is nearly finished. Reading blogs, what passes for news, listening to music while considering what I might have meant by adding the video, and simply waking for a goodly bit. I did reset some dishes in prep to be washed. It's a small enough chunk, if also nearly half, that I think when I start on them I should be able ti kick them out from start to finish. Which will happen shortly, I believe. As well, meat has been set out the thaw. A steak, as suggested. As well, lamb chops and stew meat, which I plan to cure overnight, then marinade in yogurt, herbs, and spices for another night. Some foods cannot be rushed. Even then, that will be cooked for as long as six to eight hours at a lower heat. I am hoping to make it to town between now and then, to among other shopping pick up a few vegetables for that. A small pack of carrots, maybe a few new red potatoes if I can find very small ones, and... something else. I will be buying a head of cabbage and cauliflower. Hmm, I might even see about a daikon radish. They are huge, you don't need more than one, or I certainly don't. Should check it's carb load and figure portions.
How to deal with portions? Ah, right. What I am beginning to believe, to make sure, is to figure out how much I am willing to use, as a portion... say... 1/4 pound of something has 6 carbs total... which is as much as I will allow (lets say). Rather than cutting up whatever I have, I only add how much I am willing to allow. Even if the rest of the recipe might otherwise call for double the amount... as an half pound, or even two pounds in a large batch. Still, I stick with the 1/4 pound, and simply stretch it. That way I am sure not to have more than what I want no matter if I eat the whole large batch. Better to be shy than high.
I best get on to dishes. If I can get those washed, rinsed, and dried, I'll set the last half up. Then I'll watch a few more episodes of Dark Shadows... or something else... I do have the complete (old) X-Files, including the movies I think. If there were two or three movies, I only saw one. After that, boxes and kitchen work, and then back to the dishes. If all goes well, I will then do maintenance on the water softener. It's supposed to be a very minor task, the cleaning of a small filtering system. Trash, and maybe recycling will need to be taken out. And, if I still have a bit of mojo, I will do some sweeping and mopping in the kitchen and bathroom while taking dirty laundry in for tomorrow. Oh, well, maybe... just maybe. Sometimes I really can put out some effort. I just have to do it in batches.
I may attempt to go back to longer fasting. I am nearly there, and need it. Tomorrow? Tuesday? Soon. Two day, three day? I'm considering that. I'd like to go three day, I'm just not sure I am quite up to it. Though perhaps B5 or 6, is it, might help. I'm... thinking. Good morning, and day.
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A pot of coffee was made, almost first thing, and is nearly finished. Reading blogs, what passes for news, listening to music while considering what I might have meant by adding the video, and simply waking for a goodly bit. I did reset some dishes in prep to be washed. It's a small enough chunk, if also nearly half, that I think when I start on them I should be able ti kick them out from start to finish. Which will happen shortly, I believe. As well, meat has been set out the thaw. A steak, as suggested. As well, lamb chops and stew meat, which I plan to cure overnight, then marinade in yogurt, herbs, and spices for another night. Some foods cannot be rushed. Even then, that will be cooked for as long as six to eight hours at a lower heat. I am hoping to make it to town between now and then, to among other shopping pick up a few vegetables for that. A small pack of carrots, maybe a few new red potatoes if I can find very small ones, and... something else. I will be buying a head of cabbage and cauliflower. Hmm, I might even see about a daikon radish. They are huge, you don't need more than one, or I certainly don't. Should check it's carb load and figure portions.
How to deal with portions? Ah, right. What I am beginning to believe, to make sure, is to figure out how much I am willing to use, as a portion... say... 1/4 pound of something has 6 carbs total... which is as much as I will allow (lets say). Rather than cutting up whatever I have, I only add how much I am willing to allow. Even if the rest of the recipe might otherwise call for double the amount... as an half pound, or even two pounds in a large batch. Still, I stick with the 1/4 pound, and simply stretch it. That way I am sure not to have more than what I want no matter if I eat the whole large batch. Better to be shy than high.
I best get on to dishes. If I can get those washed, rinsed, and dried, I'll set the last half up. Then I'll watch a few more episodes of Dark Shadows... or something else... I do have the complete (old) X-Files, including the movies I think. If there were two or three movies, I only saw one. After that, boxes and kitchen work, and then back to the dishes. If all goes well, I will then do maintenance on the water softener. It's supposed to be a very minor task, the cleaning of a small filtering system. Trash, and maybe recycling will need to be taken out. And, if I still have a bit of mojo, I will do some sweeping and mopping in the kitchen and bathroom while taking dirty laundry in for tomorrow. Oh, well, maybe... just maybe. Sometimes I really can put out some effort. I just have to do it in batches.
I may attempt to go back to longer fasting. I am nearly there, and need it. Tomorrow? Tuesday? Soon. Two day, three day? I'm considering that. I'd like to go three day, I'm just not sure I am quite up to it. Though perhaps B5 or 6, is it, might help. I'm... thinking. Good morning, and day.
Loverly.
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I wasn't sure I would be able to sleep. I am running hot. Is it something I am eating? Do I have some mild odd infection somewhere in the background? Is my body resisting the cooling? I know, I go through these from time to time. More when I dig a bit deep, even more so, I learned, when I eat even a moderate carb infused meal. If I fear freezing, due to environment, and I need to go, I can do high carb... it'll keep me and another/small area warm. It seems that is not the only thing. I have definitely not been eating even a light carb load. Burning. More mildly that carbs create, yet more than most would know. I doubt if it shows up, if measured, save as low grade. I am usually up to five degrees cooler than most, give or take... or used to be. So when I am at "normal" temp, I am running a low-grade fever.
No worries. Sleep helped. I had to sleep with just a sheet cover, but was able to go without the ac... just the fan... on high. Between the nap and the sleep I might be doing better. There are still odd... rumblings. I don't know why it takes so long to peculate through. As I wrote though, I believe there are things that help the system kick up to ketosis a bit quicker. I need to... explore, then perhaps purchase, some of these to see if one works for me. They are on the pricey side, however. I guess they have us over a barrel... unless there is a homebrew that is safe. Ugh. It's like having a thunderstorm take roost in one's delicate places under the hood. And the noises! I... never! :p Well, I really used to not, not often. Just wished.
I didn't finish the dishes or hit the boxes. But I did clear and clean some in the kitchen, I did, I think, get the water softener partially back on track and do research on it, I did a lot of little organizing in the living room, made a meal and waited until later to eat. It's not perfect. I am not supposed to be able to live well, so doing even that is... something. Further, I am pretty sure I will get to some of what I missed today. it isn't even that I was lazy, or ill, yesterday. It is simply that things take time, often more than anticipated. As long as you realize you can't sprint like a man with a whip to his flesh all of the time, that things do take time and often more than suspected... if time was even included in the initial thought process at all... Who, me? and then you take that all together, with a grain of salt... yum! then get to what you can do and relax and do it right, working in the moment on what you are doing? Then life is good. Even with the fever, internal combustion experiment, and aches from pressing, bending, and being humanish? Yeah, life is good. So good I am pulling a steak out for tomorrow. Ribeye, boys and girls, one that is an inch and an half. To be grilled. Oh, heavens, I know I don't deserve it. I don't deserve much, and yet I do believe God has blessed me in ways that don't make sense, for reasons I cannot understand, and that I will praise Him for it. And enjoy the fruits. These are enough and more.
Ah, well, I best... get on to waking. I'll pour the tea into my half gallon jug for later, shoot through heavy coffee, consider as I wake, and... Hmm? Don't ask me. Not even truly awake enough to know what I wrote. Oh... but I did bump into something today. A little contest of wits that... well... I won't say I lost, only that I am now thinking along some other lines. Glasses, meaning a visit to some eye doctor. Self pay, of course. Perhaps a dentist too. I can't worry about all of these things, I'm simply not in that sort of shape. I may well die and quickly in a grid down... or... due to demand, with the bit of stores, and this and that, I may... figure things out? Don't know. Just a vid that caught me a bit off-guard and given me a bit of direction. I have some old glasses. They are a bit beat up and scratched. Would be nice to attempt to buy several others, make sure they work, and such. Here is a link to inexpensive glasses and their ordering vid. And the video which started it all I will simply post.
He isn't my favorite. Can be a bit of a *cough* old goat. Still, this was good enough. I haven't been doing much posting on prepping. And, yet, it is just as, if not more, important as ever. It hasn't gone away. It won't go away. It is coming. How long? How long did it take your parents to drive to grandma's house? How long did it take you to screw up your nerve to ask your wife to marry you? How long does anything take? It takes as long as it takes. Heck, some think Christ Himself is taking His dandy time. And, if He is? That is a good thing. It means those here have not lost their faith in great enough numbers that evil rules both quietly and publicly. Don't believe the press, keep praying, and life will... struggle on. 'Tis a good thing. Even if an old goat might get... grumpy about things from time to time. *cough*
Good day.
.
I wasn't sure I would be able to sleep. I am running hot. Is it something I am eating? Do I have some mild odd infection somewhere in the background? Is my body resisting the cooling? I know, I go through these from time to time. More when I dig a bit deep, even more so, I learned, when I eat even a moderate carb infused meal. If I fear freezing, due to environment, and I need to go, I can do high carb... it'll keep me and another/small area warm. It seems that is not the only thing. I have definitely not been eating even a light carb load. Burning. More mildly that carbs create, yet more than most would know. I doubt if it shows up, if measured, save as low grade. I am usually up to five degrees cooler than most, give or take... or used to be. So when I am at "normal" temp, I am running a low-grade fever.
No worries. Sleep helped. I had to sleep with just a sheet cover, but was able to go without the ac... just the fan... on high. Between the nap and the sleep I might be doing better. There are still odd... rumblings. I don't know why it takes so long to peculate through. As I wrote though, I believe there are things that help the system kick up to ketosis a bit quicker. I need to... explore, then perhaps purchase, some of these to see if one works for me. They are on the pricey side, however. I guess they have us over a barrel... unless there is a homebrew that is safe. Ugh. It's like having a thunderstorm take roost in one's delicate places under the hood. And the noises! I... never! :p Well, I really used to not, not often. Just wished.
I didn't finish the dishes or hit the boxes. But I did clear and clean some in the kitchen, I did, I think, get the water softener partially back on track and do research on it, I did a lot of little organizing in the living room, made a meal and waited until later to eat. It's not perfect. I am not supposed to be able to live well, so doing even that is... something. Further, I am pretty sure I will get to some of what I missed today. it isn't even that I was lazy, or ill, yesterday. It is simply that things take time, often more than anticipated. As long as you realize you can't sprint like a man with a whip to his flesh all of the time, that things do take time and often more than suspected... if time was even included in the initial thought process at all... Who, me? and then you take that all together, with a grain of salt... yum! then get to what you can do and relax and do it right, working in the moment on what you are doing? Then life is good. Even with the fever, internal combustion experiment, and aches from pressing, bending, and being humanish? Yeah, life is good. So good I am pulling a steak out for tomorrow. Ribeye, boys and girls, one that is an inch and an half. To be grilled. Oh, heavens, I know I don't deserve it. I don't deserve much, and yet I do believe God has blessed me in ways that don't make sense, for reasons I cannot understand, and that I will praise Him for it. And enjoy the fruits. These are enough and more.
Ah, well, I best... get on to waking. I'll pour the tea into my half gallon jug for later, shoot through heavy coffee, consider as I wake, and... Hmm? Don't ask me. Not even truly awake enough to know what I wrote. Oh... but I did bump into something today. A little contest of wits that... well... I won't say I lost, only that I am now thinking along some other lines. Glasses, meaning a visit to some eye doctor. Self pay, of course. Perhaps a dentist too. I can't worry about all of these things, I'm simply not in that sort of shape. I may well die and quickly in a grid down... or... due to demand, with the bit of stores, and this and that, I may... figure things out? Don't know. Just a vid that caught me a bit off-guard and given me a bit of direction. I have some old glasses. They are a bit beat up and scratched. Would be nice to attempt to buy several others, make sure they work, and such. Here is a link to inexpensive glasses and their ordering vid. And the video which started it all I will simply post.
He isn't my favorite. Can be a bit of a *cough* old goat. Still, this was good enough. I haven't been doing much posting on prepping. And, yet, it is just as, if not more, important as ever. It hasn't gone away. It won't go away. It is coming. How long? How long did it take your parents to drive to grandma's house? How long did it take you to screw up your nerve to ask your wife to marry you? How long does anything take? It takes as long as it takes. Heck, some think Christ Himself is taking His dandy time. And, if He is? That is a good thing. It means those here have not lost their faith in great enough numbers that evil rules both quietly and publicly. Don't believe the press, keep praying, and life will... struggle on. 'Tis a good thing. Even if an old goat might get... grumpy about things from time to time. *cough*
Good day.
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Skipping metaphysical stones?
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Maybe.
Truth or dare? Why, yes, thank you, Alex. Both, for a googolplex.
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Maybe.
Truth or dare? Why, yes, thank you, Alex. Both, for a googolplex.
A good bad sideways nap.
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The middle grumblings are back. If feels as if I swallowed a square block and it has gotten somewhere well into the belly of the beast. I huff, and I puff, or I want to, or not. That even sounds dangerous, like any exertion would cause a rip somewhere less than a happy place for a tear. I am hoping, when it hits the end of the line, that it is mostly gas. Or I'll get an award for tearing a new one, if for a different reason than the game provides. Mother what a deal.
Sleep was good, other than this belly issue. Well, and it took longer than I had hoped. I had the alarm set for two and change, ended up doing more like four. I'm still not rested. Couldn't rest with the bloat. Couldn't roll as needed, couldn't rest as deeply as needed, and was a bit fevered. I really wasn't sure, at first, what the gastro problem is. At least until I was beginning to wake. Finally, some gas. That is the deal. One of the problems, side effects, issues, or benefits of keto, depending how you view things, is gas. I see it, generally, as a neutral thing, at least since I don't have to mingle closely all the time. I believe control is eventually attained, mostly. Then mingling civilly is back to normal. For a while, however, while control is being obtained... yeah.
It is also rough to go through. As I mentioned, it is as if I swallowed a square block, one that can just barely move through the system. It is taking everything, old and new, with it. But it is also traveling at a snail pace. How long before relief? And how terrible will that, itself, be? Look, take your medicine and dispense with pleasantries, all those who enter here. It'll... work out. It will be a bit painful and uncomfortable. I can see why people use products, expensive though they may be, to speed up this process. Yeah, now I know. And, in the future, I may obtain some, just for when I mess up and break ketosis through food mistakes or surprises.
By the way, why would I suggest miso if I am dead against soybean? Ah, because miso is not raw or over-processed soy. It is fermented. Fermenting breaks up the bad and enhances the good about that particular product. Beyond, even if eaten daily, it will be eaten lightly... probably one or two tablespoons max. I don't see it becoming a daily ration, but I can see it filling in every other day as a soup option. With it's ability to use any of a number of ingredients (tofu will not be among them, mind you... I would choose wood pulp first, which also isn't on the list mind you), it is a highly adaptable soup prep. I did learn that phytoestrogens are not as much a problem for men, or even boys, though I am not sure I believe it. Especially when soy-based baby formula can produces levels of as high as four birth control pills worth of estrogen in babies feeding from it. Nasty, unless you want to go that way. Anyway, like I mentioned, it miso isn't raw, and even so will be used in limited amounts. Oh, and I learned something else about another food item... daikon radishes. I did not know they were, or could be, cooked. I first worried that my eating them raw was a silly or wrong thing, but no... just half the full use. I can't wait to try them cooked. I love finding 'hidden doors' regarding food to which I have been only partially introduced! It's like finding a neat new word or piece of music, rhyme, or maybe limerick... not sure about limericks... I think they are mostly naughty and I've backed from that, mostly. But... at one time... if mildly...
Such blathering of late. The ghost of Doom is haunting these pages with abandon. Neither fully awake nor able to sleep, writing, adding music and recipes, complaints and joys, alive but... really? I move forward, or believe I am, simply because I don't know where else to go or what else to do. Do? Be? Echo? Echo echo ech ec oo ooo oooo. *poof*
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The middle grumblings are back. If feels as if I swallowed a square block and it has gotten somewhere well into the belly of the beast. I huff, and I puff, or I want to, or not. That even sounds dangerous, like any exertion would cause a rip somewhere less than a happy place for a tear. I am hoping, when it hits the end of the line, that it is mostly gas. Or I'll get an award for tearing a new one, if for a different reason than the game provides. Mother what a deal.
Sleep was good, other than this belly issue. Well, and it took longer than I had hoped. I had the alarm set for two and change, ended up doing more like four. I'm still not rested. Couldn't rest with the bloat. Couldn't roll as needed, couldn't rest as deeply as needed, and was a bit fevered. I really wasn't sure, at first, what the gastro problem is. At least until I was beginning to wake. Finally, some gas. That is the deal. One of the problems, side effects, issues, or benefits of keto, depending how you view things, is gas. I see it, generally, as a neutral thing, at least since I don't have to mingle closely all the time. I believe control is eventually attained, mostly. Then mingling civilly is back to normal. For a while, however, while control is being obtained... yeah.
It is also rough to go through. As I mentioned, it is as if I swallowed a square block, one that can just barely move through the system. It is taking everything, old and new, with it. But it is also traveling at a snail pace. How long before relief? And how terrible will that, itself, be? Look, take your medicine and dispense with pleasantries, all those who enter here. It'll... work out. It will be a bit painful and uncomfortable. I can see why people use products, expensive though they may be, to speed up this process. Yeah, now I know. And, in the future, I may obtain some, just for when I mess up and break ketosis through food mistakes or surprises.
By the way, why would I suggest miso if I am dead against soybean? Ah, because miso is not raw or over-processed soy. It is fermented. Fermenting breaks up the bad and enhances the good about that particular product. Beyond, even if eaten daily, it will be eaten lightly... probably one or two tablespoons max. I don't see it becoming a daily ration, but I can see it filling in every other day as a soup option. With it's ability to use any of a number of ingredients (tofu will not be among them, mind you... I would choose wood pulp first, which also isn't on the list mind you), it is a highly adaptable soup prep. I did learn that phytoestrogens are not as much a problem for men, or even boys, though I am not sure I believe it. Especially when soy-based baby formula can produces levels of as high as four birth control pills worth of estrogen in babies feeding from it. Nasty, unless you want to go that way. Anyway, like I mentioned, it miso isn't raw, and even so will be used in limited amounts. Oh, and I learned something else about another food item... daikon radishes. I did not know they were, or could be, cooked. I first worried that my eating them raw was a silly or wrong thing, but no... just half the full use. I can't wait to try them cooked. I love finding 'hidden doors' regarding food to which I have been only partially introduced! It's like finding a neat new word or piece of music, rhyme, or maybe limerick... not sure about limericks... I think they are mostly naughty and I've backed from that, mostly. But... at one time... if mildly...
Such blathering of late. The ghost of Doom is haunting these pages with abandon. Neither fully awake nor able to sleep, writing, adding music and recipes, complaints and joys, alive but... really? I move forward, or believe I am, simply because I don't know where else to go or what else to do. Do? Be? Echo? Echo echo ech ec oo ooo oooo. *poof*
Bits and pieces.
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I checked the final status of the water softener. I just don't know what is normal for it, on it, through control panel. I need to do research. I then emptied out some foods that needed to go and cleared the trash. Well, there are the smaller bins, but they only have paper items in them, no food. I suspect, as I finish some things in the living room, I should be able to pull all the paper trash into one of the sacks and get that out tomorrow. I have been clearing a path in the living room. Games, both ps3 and ps4, some computer games if I ever get that going, and movies... lots and lots of movies... have all been sorted into their respective groupings, then boxed. Bit by bit that area is looking good. More dishes were needing washed, after dealing with the trash, so that was set to soak. Finally, a meal was made, three courses was enough, and not really all that much. Still, quite good enough. I was able to push the meal from the normal morning on to past 14:00. Tomorrow may be the same, or I may push it even later.
More Dark shadows. That first cd was quite long. I have now seen two of the series. There seem to be about eight to ten, what 25 minute(?) shows? They are in chronological, though not numerical, order. These are the favorites, fan favorites. Not all that good. Though, as I susggested, it's something. And something mostly tolerable to watch when taking a break.
I do believe I will nap. Hopefully a short one. I am never sure. I'll set the alarm, and use the ac and fan. If I wake well, I will attempt to do the dishes, or some significant part of them, then dry and put up what I may. Then consider paper discards. And, finally, perhaps, research the water softener. I am not sure it has ever worked properly. Sometimes it feels like it, usually not. Annoying. Though, who knows, perhaps those are fraudulent devices. A fool a minute. It wasn't Barnum who said that, but someone did and knew darned well what they were talking about. Yes, yes, I... have taken many a hit there. I just like to at least think that I learned... when I noticed...
Later.
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I checked the final status of the water softener. I just don't know what is normal for it, on it, through control panel. I need to do research. I then emptied out some foods that needed to go and cleared the trash. Well, there are the smaller bins, but they only have paper items in them, no food. I suspect, as I finish some things in the living room, I should be able to pull all the paper trash into one of the sacks and get that out tomorrow. I have been clearing a path in the living room. Games, both ps3 and ps4, some computer games if I ever get that going, and movies... lots and lots of movies... have all been sorted into their respective groupings, then boxed. Bit by bit that area is looking good. More dishes were needing washed, after dealing with the trash, so that was set to soak. Finally, a meal was made, three courses was enough, and not really all that much. Still, quite good enough. I was able to push the meal from the normal morning on to past 14:00. Tomorrow may be the same, or I may push it even later.
More Dark shadows. That first cd was quite long. I have now seen two of the series. There seem to be about eight to ten, what 25 minute(?) shows? They are in chronological, though not numerical, order. These are the favorites, fan favorites. Not all that good. Though, as I susggested, it's something. And something mostly tolerable to watch when taking a break.
I do believe I will nap. Hopefully a short one. I am never sure. I'll set the alarm, and use the ac and fan. If I wake well, I will attempt to do the dishes, or some significant part of them, then dry and put up what I may. Then consider paper discards. And, finally, perhaps, research the water softener. I am not sure it has ever worked properly. Sometimes it feels like it, usually not. Annoying. Though, who knows, perhaps those are fraudulent devices. A fool a minute. It wasn't Barnum who said that, but someone did and knew darned well what they were talking about. Yes, yes, I... have taken many a hit there. I just like to at least think that I learned... when I noticed...
Later.
I love it when it works.
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I started in on the water softener. I got about half way down and ran into a problem. Good time to quit? Of course. I just didn't quit. I got tough. I have a digging bar breaker, but that was too long. It said it weighed 16 pounds, but it sure seemed heavier. I can move 100 pounds, even with one hand/arm. So I wasn't sure the weight was right. Yes, it is. Crazy how heavy that is... it's a steel spear, really, with a chipper on one end. Crazy. Anyway, I do have three other breaker bars/hammers. I just grabbed a shorter one and dug in. It wasn't too bad, just that a bowl could not scoop through. Hammer and pull, deeper and deeper, bit by bit.
I dug down to about a bag left in, then made sure that was all loose, then set the device to run. I checked it a bit ago, it seems to be doing well. It takes a long time, perhaps two or three hours, to run through a cycle. It is brining, at the moment. I don't know what the next step is. I'll keep checking it. Then I'll let it go, with low salt, for several days before adding more salt. I think my problem is this was made for a larger water demand. Sometimes I use less than two gallons a day. This thing was made for, thirty to eight gallons? Yeah, well, yeah. From now on, unless I have visitors or some woman sneaks up on me, you know how they are, I'll only keep two or three bags in, and check it more often. Yeah.
I did run the dishes a hot soak, if I hadn't mentioned. It is cooling down enough to give it a simple wash again, then run a hot rinse. I also am in the process of washing the toilet. I might get a night little resettling of the kitchen and bathroom, back to the high point, plus more sweeping and mopping. Then hit boxes. I don't know if I can get the cart together, or if so whether I can get it into operation. But I think I will be happy with the efforts today when all is said and done.
Technically it is nearing dinner, or past. But I am... able to wait. Hunger seems to be lessening, as was the plan with keto and intermittent fasting. Hunger, once you push carbs out or way down, simply fades. Mealtime becomes very navigable, negotiable, or even skippable. I may put dinner off until, well, dinner! Or, if I am busy, and still doing well, I may simply skip a meal today. I hate having to waste time eating, if I both enjoy the process and would like some energy. The thing is, if I eat I need to eat large, or I will just tease myself into a great problem. I do have half a meatzza, and perhaps other courses. I could put out a container of bean soup. I am simply trying to create a meal menu that won't take up too much prep and cooking time, cost too many dishes, or etc. I think I can, but, as mentioned, it has to be enough. Missing is a very bad thing. With the other work I am trying to do, this can become clumsy.
I did call my mother. She sounds well. Baking banana, zucchini, and... two loves involving those and/or something else, in some combo. Yeah. Plus she canned pickles, bread and butter and dill(?) (I know not these things, 'xactly... have to have some things womansplained, if... what?). And she has tomatoes in the ready for mostly salsa, though possibly spaghetti sauce. Hmm, 16 quarts of each pickle? Who knows how much salsa. She's a mad woman in there, if it is well received. Well... I DID get a pint of pickled jalapenos. Does... that count? :P
I finally slogged through to the part where Barnabus was cursed, bitten, and risen. Ugh, what a... Still, it's what they had. What I am watching seems to be a special. It is already into two hours, not sure how much longer that runs. I am hoping the actual series is better, if I think it won't be, at all. Oh well, ask and you shall receive has the limits of the wisdom of the request? Oh, it's fine. A bit of television history, initiated at a beginning. Archaic, but aren't we all?
Oh, another movie I watched, if enjoyed a bit, was Hardcore Henry. If you are a fps gamer, you might enjoy. If you have a mild ability to chuckle at the absurd, can handle a British accent, and aren't going to be too upset by slightly adult themes and images, you might enjoy. If not just leave it. I enjoyed it, to a degree. Very superficial, and for me extremely predictable (yes, I knew the ending right as he fell off the (first) bridge). I just knew. Of course, I do believe they are playing with monsters, and will live to know who is the real monster and why that wasn't a good idea. Do not make a super soldier and expect to contain it, of any sort. Too late, but, yeah. They are even going into... territory beyond flesh. They really are. Plus mixing and matching, as they are said to have done in the old days. God did say He wouldn't flood the world, He did NOT say He wouldn't do an near extinction event again. And those things are notoriously difficult to control or kill. Oh yeah. *wink*
Well... on to a show. Might be a good time to get some soup thawing, and check other food sources. Hmm, could begin boiling eggs, that would be a good add. And, enough of them, and cooking for a while would be eased. I'm... working on things. Balance, kung fu, feng shui, juggling, and else... if in my own ways. Not bad for a dead guy. Later.
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I started in on the water softener. I got about half way down and ran into a problem. Good time to quit? Of course. I just didn't quit. I got tough. I have a digging bar breaker, but that was too long. It said it weighed 16 pounds, but it sure seemed heavier. I can move 100 pounds, even with one hand/arm. So I wasn't sure the weight was right. Yes, it is. Crazy how heavy that is... it's a steel spear, really, with a chipper on one end. Crazy. Anyway, I do have three other breaker bars/hammers. I just grabbed a shorter one and dug in. It wasn't too bad, just that a bowl could not scoop through. Hammer and pull, deeper and deeper, bit by bit.
I dug down to about a bag left in, then made sure that was all loose, then set the device to run. I checked it a bit ago, it seems to be doing well. It takes a long time, perhaps two or three hours, to run through a cycle. It is brining, at the moment. I don't know what the next step is. I'll keep checking it. Then I'll let it go, with low salt, for several days before adding more salt. I think my problem is this was made for a larger water demand. Sometimes I use less than two gallons a day. This thing was made for, thirty to eight gallons? Yeah, well, yeah. From now on, unless I have visitors or some woman sneaks up on me, you know how they are, I'll only keep two or three bags in, and check it more often. Yeah.
I did run the dishes a hot soak, if I hadn't mentioned. It is cooling down enough to give it a simple wash again, then run a hot rinse. I also am in the process of washing the toilet. I might get a night little resettling of the kitchen and bathroom, back to the high point, plus more sweeping and mopping. Then hit boxes. I don't know if I can get the cart together, or if so whether I can get it into operation. But I think I will be happy with the efforts today when all is said and done.
Technically it is nearing dinner, or past. But I am... able to wait. Hunger seems to be lessening, as was the plan with keto and intermittent fasting. Hunger, once you push carbs out or way down, simply fades. Mealtime becomes very navigable, negotiable, or even skippable. I may put dinner off until, well, dinner! Or, if I am busy, and still doing well, I may simply skip a meal today. I hate having to waste time eating, if I both enjoy the process and would like some energy. The thing is, if I eat I need to eat large, or I will just tease myself into a great problem. I do have half a meatzza, and perhaps other courses. I could put out a container of bean soup. I am simply trying to create a meal menu that won't take up too much prep and cooking time, cost too many dishes, or etc. I think I can, but, as mentioned, it has to be enough. Missing is a very bad thing. With the other work I am trying to do, this can become clumsy.
I did call my mother. She sounds well. Baking banana, zucchini, and... two loves involving those and/or something else, in some combo. Yeah. Plus she canned pickles, bread and butter and dill(?) (I know not these things, 'xactly... have to have some things womansplained, if... what?). And she has tomatoes in the ready for mostly salsa, though possibly spaghetti sauce. Hmm, 16 quarts of each pickle? Who knows how much salsa. She's a mad woman in there, if it is well received. Well... I DID get a pint of pickled jalapenos. Does... that count? :P
I finally slogged through to the part where Barnabus was cursed, bitten, and risen. Ugh, what a... Still, it's what they had. What I am watching seems to be a special. It is already into two hours, not sure how much longer that runs. I am hoping the actual series is better, if I think it won't be, at all. Oh well, ask and you shall receive has the limits of the wisdom of the request? Oh, it's fine. A bit of television history, initiated at a beginning. Archaic, but aren't we all?
Oh, another movie I watched, if enjoyed a bit, was Hardcore Henry. If you are a fps gamer, you might enjoy. If you have a mild ability to chuckle at the absurd, can handle a British accent, and aren't going to be too upset by slightly adult themes and images, you might enjoy. If not just leave it. I enjoyed it, to a degree. Very superficial, and for me extremely predictable (yes, I knew the ending right as he fell off the (first) bridge). I just knew. Of course, I do believe they are playing with monsters, and will live to know who is the real monster and why that wasn't a good idea. Do not make a super soldier and expect to contain it, of any sort. Too late, but, yeah. They are even going into... territory beyond flesh. They really are. Plus mixing and matching, as they are said to have done in the old days. God did say He wouldn't flood the world, He did NOT say He wouldn't do an near extinction event again. And those things are notoriously difficult to control or kill. Oh yeah. *wink*
Well... on to a show. Might be a good time to get some soup thawing, and check other food sources. Hmm, could begin boiling eggs, that would be a good add. And, enough of them, and cooking for a while would be eased. I'm... working on things. Balance, kung fu, feng shui, juggling, and else... if in my own ways. Not bad for a dead guy. Later.
Nearly a frost?
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My more accurate thermometer is reading 32 F. While I don't see any signs of frost, if it is still dark, that reading would indicate it is quite close. Perhaps there isn't enough moisture to frost, or maybe the earth is warm enough to thwart it... keep just to the thawed edge. It seems a bit early for it, but then, what year is like any other? I must admit, being more tolerant of the summer weather will make me miss it for the first time in many years. Still, I do enjoy the cool and cold, I think. Perhaps that has changed? Though, what I am hoping is, if my tolerance of heat has increased, perhaps too my tolerance of the cold has also increased. I used to enjoy them both, before becoming ill, if I enjoyed the cool and downright cold to others, better. Just wasn't fussy. I hope I am returning more to that.
The dishes have been cycled. I set them all to a fresh hot sudsy. I had the largest set washed well. But if it sits for a day or two, it simply has to be washed again. Something else I might begin tinkering with today is removing the salt brickettes from the water softener. It isn't working, even if it thinks/indicates it is. There might be something like a salt bridge (or dome?) created down in there. The problem is it is almost completely full, about four foot by... say... a foot and an half in diameter, so quite a dig to get down, and a difficult dig at some point. A bit today, a bit tomorrow, as I can. Just a little progress every day. Or every few days as other tasks allow.
Coffee is almost ready. Then perhaps some more Dark Shadow, for an hour or two, then to dishes. More Dark Shadow, then on to some of the boxes. Some things still feel off, just not as off. Sleep helped. Even so, I have to be careful about pushing. Hmm... Yeah... I'll get to some things today. Actually, a spot of coffee, a bit of music, then a beginning of the softener dig, then when that wearies me, Barnabus. A silly show, but something I was denied as a child. Curiosity must be sated. Good morning and day.
Oh, another food source I am considering. A simple soup would be quite good, especially as another fermented food. Yeah... there are good things out there which have been forgotten, at least in the West. I am taking back my dinner table. I am the only one who can, for me. Yes, it's in a foreign language, Japanese, but the English written is fine. I simply need meso. Though I would like to figure out fish stock. I may call my preferred fish monger to see if fishheads are available. As long as from US fisheries and handlers. Frozen is fine. Enough for four large batches. Yes, yes, I really am getting into eating my medicine. Even if a bit fishy.
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My more accurate thermometer is reading 32 F. While I don't see any signs of frost, if it is still dark, that reading would indicate it is quite close. Perhaps there isn't enough moisture to frost, or maybe the earth is warm enough to thwart it... keep just to the thawed edge. It seems a bit early for it, but then, what year is like any other? I must admit, being more tolerant of the summer weather will make me miss it for the first time in many years. Still, I do enjoy the cool and cold, I think. Perhaps that has changed? Though, what I am hoping is, if my tolerance of heat has increased, perhaps too my tolerance of the cold has also increased. I used to enjoy them both, before becoming ill, if I enjoyed the cool and downright cold to others, better. Just wasn't fussy. I hope I am returning more to that.
The dishes have been cycled. I set them all to a fresh hot sudsy. I had the largest set washed well. But if it sits for a day or two, it simply has to be washed again. Something else I might begin tinkering with today is removing the salt brickettes from the water softener. It isn't working, even if it thinks/indicates it is. There might be something like a salt bridge (or dome?) created down in there. The problem is it is almost completely full, about four foot by... say... a foot and an half in diameter, so quite a dig to get down, and a difficult dig at some point. A bit today, a bit tomorrow, as I can. Just a little progress every day. Or every few days as other tasks allow.
Coffee is almost ready. Then perhaps some more Dark Shadow, for an hour or two, then to dishes. More Dark Shadow, then on to some of the boxes. Some things still feel off, just not as off. Sleep helped. Even so, I have to be careful about pushing. Hmm... Yeah... I'll get to some things today. Actually, a spot of coffee, a bit of music, then a beginning of the softener dig, then when that wearies me, Barnabus. A silly show, but something I was denied as a child. Curiosity must be sated. Good morning and day.
Oh, another food source I am considering. A simple soup would be quite good, especially as another fermented food. Yeah... there are good things out there which have been forgotten, at least in the West. I am taking back my dinner table. I am the only one who can, for me. Yes, it's in a foreign language, Japanese, but the English written is fine. I simply need meso. Though I would like to figure out fish stock. I may call my preferred fish monger to see if fishheads are available. As long as from US fisheries and handlers. Frozen is fine. Enough for four large batches. Yes, yes, I really am getting into eating my medicine. Even if a bit fishy.
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