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A few more reviews of the instructions.  A little practice.  Now I have a few rusty areas of the rubik's cube a bit more polished, and one definite new area learned.  There are actually only two more steps.  But they are much broader.  There are rules, at several stages in each, which must be remembered so as to hold the block correctly, then administer the steps required.  The steps themselves are... not terribly complicated.  Easy to miss a step, easy to go too far or not far enough.  With enough steps that... all told... it gets to where it's more than it seems.

Blood sugar was higher all day.  Below 200, just.  I tested right after the meal, but that was a mistake.  However, a few hours on, and blood sugar is 103.  I'll take it.  The goal is to eat nothing through the rest of the night.  I had been trying to eat, and dose to it.  But that really doesn't work well.  No.  I think letting the glucometer define my food intake is best.

There are limits.  I can't go this shy every night.  Yesterday I got a second meal, if it destroyed my blood sugar for today.  Bleh.  Perhaps I should eat more, at once?  The problem is, I really can't.  I just... either I don't have the food, or the ability to eat.  I fill quickly.  I don't know.  I do know I will do my best, try to figure these things out, cut food, add energy burns when possible...  I just don't know.

It is cooling off extremely quickly again tonight.  All good.  Later.  Or good night.

The rubik's cube.

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Finally.  I completed it for the first time tonight.  That doesn't mean I can complete it from memory.  It doesn't meant I will ever be able to complete it from memory.  It merely means, after finding instructions which made sense, learning to follow instructions *cough*, and some effort, I was able to follow instructions to completion.

I can, usually, finish the white side, with the sides and centers with matching colors, and then put white corners into their right corresponding places.  After that it gets a bit fuzzy.  I think it will happen.  A ten second puzzle solve?  I doubt it.  If, too, I doubt youtubers who do it that fast.  Nothing like video editing to boost times, by a lot.  Trust, but verify?  Anything youtube must be verified, then, possibly, trusted.  Way too much ego boosting fiction out there.  It could absolutely all be smoke and mirrors.

Dinner was served.  The last of the pork roast.  I thought there was more to it.  Mostly bone.  But it was good.  That, a glass of milk, and tiny can of beats.  I am hoping to keep that as the whole of my food today.  Tomorrow?  I'm not sure.  I'll have to get something going.  I heated it on the grill so as to not have to heat the cave.

Oddly, it is to 76° last time I checked, outdoors, about fifteen minutes ago.  Which is what the living room was reading.  Which, when setting in there to eat and watch a vid from prime, I was actually cool to cold!  Anyway, I opened up most of the windows.  I'll get the rest shortly.  Tired, or... more... sleepy.  There is a difference.  It is 81° up front, but that will quickly cool.  When I open things and get the fans working correctly.

Ducks are in.  Cats have been fed and treated.  Oh, but I forgot their litter.  I'll get that as I open up the last window and door.  Hmm... I may try to memorize one or two of the next moves.  They aren't... too bad.  But I am so sleepy.  Odd, as at 81°, I am very comfortable.  I have acclimated to summer?  Ah, but a cool summer.

BP is 140/83 pulse 70.  The 140 is a bit high, if only two points higher than my recent low... actually.  The low is very low.  I haven't seen it that low in years.  I have heard that is the one of concern.  And the pulse?  Wow!  I haven't seen a pulse that low in... other than when crashing from fasting for five days?  Even then?  That is an exceptional pulse.  Even in the Navy, it ran 84 regularly.  Something is very different.

Later.

To bed late, again.

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I just couldn't get to sleep.  Yea, things weigh on my mind.  It was near sunup when I was finally able to sleep.  I wasn't able to, as a final task, roll... find the alarm clock... and check the time.  I just couldn't do one more thing.  Sleep was good.  Still, things on my mind.  Big changes.  So be it.  I was just waiting for more evidence.  I guess you never know when or how that will appear.

It sure seems darker outside.  Clouds?  Smog?  Vapor?  Some mix?  It isn't cloudy, directly, or didn't seem so upon my initial inspections or in the parts of the sky I could see.  But it definitely isn't as clear as it might initially seem.  Though, isn't later summer often like that?  I... always thought so... or potentially... as summer comes to a close.  That was Iowa, but... it may be mildly universal?

I left the ducks in, yesterday, again.  But this time I didn't feed them.  I like doing that once a month, just to... help them.  Sounds strange, but fasting works for me.  I do it, probably, close to weekly, though definitely monthly, often split those... accidentally or on purpose.  I ask nothing I don't give.  They were quite happy to get out, and especially to eat.

I reset the pool for them, of course set up new food... having to open my last sack of feed to do so.  I brought their water out, emptied and washed those pans, and will set them fresh tonight.  I watched them enjoy their freedom and food as if it was a celebration.  Some mornings they do anyway, some days their morning rituals are more like going to work.  Muted, sober, affairs.

I changed what passwords, keys, and configurations I could last night.  I just hope I can remember them all.  I have a fairly easy system back to resets, if not.  Now that one machine can do all things, and two machines which can do most things, I have a solid means of resetting anything required on one system or another.  I still have some primary passwords to change.  Can't trust those haven't been compromised while "helping" me.

The internet isn't quite so boggy today.  I was having trouble getting to a site, then reloading or transferring to different pages.  Two thirds to a third of my update or transfer requests were being outright declined.  It would attempt to reload, but took a goodly while.  Surfing the interwebs was becoming a huge hassle.  I assume so many were using my internet that I was only given a small portion of it's potential.

If they keep getting back in, I may have to quit the internet for a bit.  I'm not paying for thieves to use my services.  I can easily do without.  I also need to turn this into a linux machine, add a passthrough system to see what ports are open, or some such, and shut everything outside down while tracking everything happening inside.  Until then, I will constantly be changing passwords until it is too much trouble to try to hack or break in.  Oh... and about breaking in?  Yea... that's... coming to a screeching halt too.  I have to set some things up, and reset a few things.  But... yea.

It's only 84° outside, last I looked.  All good.  It was 74° upstairs, because I had the door to the downstairs open for Sam.  It was 72° down here, in the main and front room, until I started in on the machine.  That all around 13:30.  An hour later it is warming up, inside.  I think that may be pretty close to all for outdoors.  Oh, the only thing I really need to hit is cat litter.  With the clumping, scooping every other, or third, day is good... what with three bigger tubs.  Today is the day.

Well, a shower, a meal, and else... but for the animals the scooping is all that remains.  Though I change the girls' water when I shower, so...  Fresh three days in a row.  Later.

Dinner was good.

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I had brots, and a bit of pork roast, with beans, a smaller glass of milk, and tea.  Insulin, both fast and slow.  I am eating much less lately.  Drinking less too.  Blood sugar, after all, is 108 after three to four hours.  Perfect.  I had thought about another bit, but don't want it.  Not with blood sugar exactly right.  Curious what it will be tomorrow.

While I was out, someone was in... my house.  The back door was open, the router and computer were hot, and the monitor was connected incorrectly.  I get the machines being hot, not the monitor being off.  Unless they were using their own, small, monitor... or smartphone.  Further, my companion helped whoever was in here escape.  He knows who was here, and what they were doing?  I think they are trying to figure out my new router password.  I changed that tonight.

It is getting rather cool out, and earlier tonight.  It is down to 54° outside.  It was around 72° inside... but only because someone had the lights on, and the machine going, plus their body heat.  They must have been on for a goodly while, both pieces of equipment where quite hot.  I'll have to change my passwords daily, and it looks like I won't be going out on trips anymore.  So be it.  You can't be a friend, and do that.  There are other costs as well.  Unfortunate.

Oddly, some of the settings on blogger have been changed.  It could be some update, but... I didn't see an indicator.  No, I think someone got right into my blog.  I'm not sure what they might have done, other than change some of the blog format settings, for typing these posts.  If I suspect they were doing something else... that would have been just a happenstance, convenience, thing.  I wish I had some way to track what they did.

It does look like it will be cooling off well tonight.  Fall isn't quite here, if summer is winding down nicely.  No food.  I don't want to mess up blood sugar.  Medicine has all been taken.  Just a bit of winding down as I get ready for bed.  It is a rotten world sometimes.  As I have always known, friends aren't always friends.  Takes time to tell.  Good night.

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What was changed?  Look at the dots before the post.  Now look at the dots before all posts before it.  They did something with line spacing.  I'll try to figure it out and change it back.  It also works with paragraph spacing and some other things.

An easy night.

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Dinner was ready.  Boss had other plans.  Cool.  Leftovers.  Actually pretty good ones.  It was mostly done, needing grilling.  I had brots, and ate well.  Blood sugar was 198 this morning, and remained that, regardless of not eating, until after dinner.  I ended up 'needing' two rounds of carb tabs... that's twenty, last night.  To deal with the ~57 blood sugar read drop.  It's what my body kept demanding, and it got it.  I've learned to just get out of the way when my body seems to need something.  I'm surprised my blood sugar wasn't higher.  After food, a standard dose of fast acting, and three hours, blood sugar is 118 with an average of 157 for the week.

It only got to 78° up front, 76° in the main, and 68° upstairs.  It was down to 80°, last time I checked.  An hour, two, ago?  I think clouds are holding the heat in.  Unless it rains or moves off... might be stuck with that.  Sure looks like it could rain.  Soon.  Or... not.  I just hope it moves off and cools or rains and cools.  Still, a good day.  Plus, I have supper ready for tomorrow, and nearly a week more.

I will try to get to bed earlier tonight.  Though, my body sort of chooses when it is most comfortable to sleep and wake.  Some of it is what is possible, some of it it a biological ability or lack thereof.  I can put in a chit.  Somewhere, down in the nerves and guts, some animal response system either says yea, or nay.  Usually nay.  Still, worth a shot.  With the ducks up, fed, and watered, I don't have to mess with them tonight.  Just an occasional vacation for me.

Hmm... another spot to eat?  Yeah.  I am hungry again.  Hungry?  Hmm...  I think I need more food.  But, just a dot.  And, I'll take it.  I think the numbers work supporting a minor bite as well.  Yes.  Later, or good night.

Another long sleep day.

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I did wake at eight, actually before, as the alarm hadn't gone off.  It wasn't an actual wake though.  I merely shut the cave down before it got hot out there.  I had hoped to wake at eight, but... I couldn't, and new it wouldn't work, so I shut that alarm off.  I then hoped for the the ten alarm.  I snoozed it a few times, then contemplated.  No, I wouldn't be getting up.  I turned that one off.  No way I could wake.

I hoped for a noon wake.  That didn't happen either.  It was 14:00, perhaps a bit later, before I was finally able to wake.  Even then, it was difficult.  I left the ducks in today.  It is cooler, so I don't mind.  Their water is still rather full and fresh from last night.  I did feed them.  I... I will try to remember to let them out when I shut things down.  It was about 88°, but clouds seem to be building.  It has remained that temperature to a few minutes ago.  I am not sure how cool it was this morning, forgot to check.

A roast is in the oven, and brots.  A pork roast, a nice looking one.  I would love to do those on the grill, or really slow cooked with it all shut down.  Just to avoid heating the cave.  But they take too much time that way, and get a bit smokier than I usually prefer.  Spiced and herbed just a bit, it should work well.  As to brots?  I am going to those instead of hotdogs, for myself.  I don't need buns with them.  Just heated a bit, with mustard, or even solo, with tea, cold.  Two or three can be a whole days food.

A shower, shortly.  Perhaps a shave since I trimmed recently.  Then setting up dishes?  Maybe.  So tired.  Same pain as yesterday morning.  More severe.  But it passed quickly, and quietly, as well.  Odd.  The roast and brots will be underdone in time to set out to cool, then to be heated on the grill.  That finishing touch is nice.  If, for the roast, I want it much closer to done.  With pork roasts, done is actually almost done.  I just want them to heat a bit on the grill, get juices to flow.  Oh, and corn for the boss.  I might have some, but not much.  It's good to have someone to eat the majority of the questionable keto food!  :p

Oh, something is wrong with blogger.  It isn't allowing me to comment, on my own page.  Perhaps other places in a stealth manner.  I don't think they understand what is coming down the pike.  Or I don't?  Time will tell on that score.  I can't do much, some can.  If they will.  Later.

A lot of sleep.

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I can't say how much.  It wasn't too much.  On the basis of need.  It wasn't enough.  On the basis of want.  It was too much.  On the basis of propriety or normalcy.  It is what I could get.

I woke, perhaps, mid-afternoon.  I set up the sprinkler for tonight, set the ducks up and let them in.  I then began dinner.  I started well early.  Then only partially finished the meal, leaving a bit for the grill.  It worked out quite well.  Still tired.  Oddly, by 18:30, the temperature out there was 82°!  It has been running ten degrees warmer for a while.

My phone is on the way.  This one might be tricky to solve, but it does work with Verizon.  I am sticking with Verizon because other phone systems don't work well out here.  Even Verizon is sketchy out here.  I must admit, I am considering a few options.  Politics comes into play as well.  When a company becomes so large and rich it thinks it can ignore it's customers... or outright antagonize, if to some degree they all do it at this point...  Contemplations...

The front lawn was watered one way, then another, tonight.  It's about time to shut it off.  I'll look at it through the next week.  I may water it again, though if so, just in a few areas.  I need to plant more seed.  Though that area may simply not be able to support grass, for one reason or another.  The lawn, on whole, has greatly improved.  But... a bit better still would be good.

I had another diabetic crash tonight.  I felt it, but wasn't home to check.  I had carb tabs, though didn't quite feel it was bad enough.  At that time, it probably wasn't.  Testing at home showed a blood sugar of 56.  Yes, tabs.  I wasn't feeling up to cooking and didn't have much available in any case.  Only ate one meal, since I was sleeping so much.  I'll... sort that out.  I'd best turn the water off.

Oh, it is down to 56° already.  And it is early yet, actually 01:30 here.  It may yet cool a goodly lot.  Such an odd switch from the high 80°s 90°s and lows of the high 60°s for the last while.  I'll gladly take it.  Good night.

Back to bed.

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I lasted a few hours, then became weak.  My torso hurt this morning, and that pain increased.  It felt as if I had been hit just enough below the ribs, by a two by four, that it didn't directly hurt the ribs themselves.  It was the only pain I felt.  I can't remember when, exactly, I went down.  Perhaps around 10:00?  A bit after probably.

The ducks were let out.  I thought I had fed the girls, but it doesn't seem so.  When I woke... if I fed them, there would have been two cans pulled.  One used immediately, another would have been on a cupboard counter.  There were none.  It has become a patterned behavior, so I know.  Otherwise they will beg four cans a day, or not be fed for a day or two.  There is always dry food, and I treat them, but...

Down three hours.  Sleep wasn't good.  I couldn't really sleep solidly.  I kept waking.  I continued to hurt.  Something just feels off.  Is the weather changing again?  I just don't know what all is wrong.  Actually, I don't know what is wrong in any of the things I am sensing.  The world seems even uglier when alone in it, and unable to figure things out.  Old animals know that.  Some people at the end.  You would think I would be used to it after knowing this for the majority of the last three decades and spare change years.  There is no way to get over death confusion though.  No amount of experience suffices.  It is noticed, realized for what it is, much more quickly.  But it is what it is.

No, not dying.  I do live on the line, give or take a bit either way depending on the day.  As mentioned, without interference, I have a few decades, two or three.  If cut loose, I have no idea... though it might help in the short run.  Right until it doesn't.  Living under a bridge or on a street somewhere.  Trying to find as quiet and peaceful a place to wait out my time as possible.  Many years, if left alone.  I don't think I will get that.  I'm on too many lists.  Later.

Up early for such a late down.

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Still very tired.  But I got that last bit of watering in and a meal.  The meal wasn't good, blood sugar was up to 215.  Not sure if that is truly fasting though either.  I'll... work on having better food options for later, snacks of some sort.  It is difficult to keep up on keto foods, it really is.  Still, it's what it is.  Sleep was good.  It just doesn't feel like enough while I can't seem to continue sleeping.  Maybe a nap in a bit.

It is high summer.  And, like it or not, it is getting to me.  Even as mild as this summer has been, a few days to week of higher temps really begins taking it out of me.  I don't think I am alone in it.  Everyone seems to be uncomfortable and extra grumpy through this time of year.  At least I can rest, when I can rest.  And I am beginning to handle the heat fairly well.

I continue to work on learning to solve the rubix cube.  A bit each week.  If I keep forgetting some of the initial steps.  I will have to learn steps, in layers, over time.  Then begin trying to speed up while completing the whole puzzle, as well over time.  I am working on the last stage, the bottom, currently.  There is something I am missing, a step not covered in the particular study I am using, a situation not covered.  There are three options I will have to attempt to use, to see if any of them, in conjunction with the others offered, might work.  How is it that I always find some missing link steps?  I'd rather find them now, though, then find them while showing someone else how "clever" I am.  Bleh.  I have learned my lesson for the week.  The rest of the week is about going back over the old material, and trying to get it all down to where I am.  Over and over, but more consciously, so that I actually remember what to do, perhaps why, and exactly how.

I have one more week of medicines set up, after this week.  For that week, I will add that last bits of heart medicine I can handle.  I would like to get the /95 down a bit.  But there is no more medicine I can, or will, take after this next small addition.  I haven't had trouble adding it in before.  I suppose, by proportion, it is just too small.  Then again, I have gotten up to speed on the main of the heart medicine well and quickly.  I am still suffering, a bit.

I am wondering if summer allowed me to start up medicine more easily.  And, possibly, if suffering the heat somehow handled the problems often associated with starting medicine.  The cold makes it more severe, starting medicine... but since not much else is doable, it's not as much of an issue.  Tradeoffs, everything is one thing against another, against another, in some endless cycle I can never quite understand fully.  Less than others, for I never ever come close to breaking even.  At least I am handling the heat well this year.  Or... was.  Later.

Not bad.

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Chicken for dinner.  Just... chicken.  Oven roasted drummies, mostly done, then put on the grill.  A glass of milk and some tea.  The brine helped, but the italian and onion flavors didn't come through this time.  I actually used less water this time.  Still, the salt did help.  A few hours later, blood sugar is 128.  A very good number.  I have yet to take slow acting insulin.

A bit of review, as to phone carriers.  I will be sticking with Verizon.  But the phone has two ports.  I am considering a second line, to compare... and for local... or even business... use.  Keep Verizon for personal use?  Just possibilities.  Assuming they send it.  I ordered it later last week and nothing has moved, last I looked.  I'm not sure what is happening.

No sleep, and not for a bit.  The lawn was watered.  Actually, since I can't quite sleep, I moved the sprinkler to another section.  I may do even another section tomorrow night.  I have no guilt, I haven't watered more than four or five times this year.  And she was thirsty.  I'll have to hit all four front quarters.  Partly because the front yard gets sun crushed.  The side and back are pretty good.  Last I looked.  Will check much more closely tomorrow.

Since I am up for a bit, hotdogs.  Yeah, but...  It is 65° outside, 75° inside all of downstairs... main floor anywhile.  I want to see it ten degrees cooler, if possible, so have more open than I'd want to leave while sleeping.  All good.  I am hoping to get to some work, finally, tomorrow.  And do a bit of grocery shopping.  Just a touch.  Especially if I can find a store that doesn't require gags.  Will see.

Later, or good night.

Reasonable.

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I finally got around to taking my bp.  At 124/98, pulse 96, and blood sugar at 88 after one meal so far, it's... good.  Could be better.  But not this fast.  Remember, it was ~220/~135 just a few weeks ago.  And blood sugar was ~355, ~335?, somewhere in there even less ago.  I can't tell, as batteries died in one, and the other seems to have lost the higher read.  Still... very good.

The ducks keep running out of water.  I think there must be a hole in the pool.  The indian runners don't have claws, but the muscovys do.  Fairly terrible claws, actually.  I have two spare children's pools.  But, what I'd really like to do is find the hole, tape it well, then put another underneath it.  They might still be able to claw through.  But two?  Three?  No worries, just something to solve.  I like solving.

Chicken, tonight.  Although, maybe hotdogs too?  Yes, but not sure the buns are any good.  Still, a few on, just because.  The chicken is getting brined.  I have found that other spices really will add in to a brine.  Tonight I added italian seasoning and onion powder.  It really does boost it.  I will bake it off, then have the grill ready.  A finishing lick of grilling really adds a nice touch.

My thermometer reads 92°, the other one in town reads 97°, the regional one reads 96°.  The other one in town used to read closer to my numbers.  If it is digital, with send and receive, it can be hacked.  That is my bet.  They really hate it when real numbers come out.  It is 82° in this front room, 76° next door in the main, and 70° upstairs.  I believe the 92° read.  I checked that against freezing water.  Global warming is as true as masks helping against Wuhan flu.

I'd best get the oven lit.  An half our after that, I'll light the grill.  As well, there is barbecue sauce.  I can't have that, but don't need it.  I like herbed and spiced chicken just as it is.  Later.

The best and worst of dreams?

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The first was about war.  Dark forces.  Evil beings.  I fought.  I did.  I won many fights.  In the last one, a creature grabbed me by the neck.  It was a two-leg, but also not human.  Large... it had me by three feet and four hundred pounds, if I had ruined many similar of our kin.  I was so worn from fighting I couldn't do much.  But I could keep it from strangling me.  I figured it was a done deal, I just wasn't sure how it would happen.  Still, that I could prevent it from crushing my throat was a satisfaction.

It kept trying, getting angrier.  I kept breathing.  I had a grim grin.  I knew it was about to be over, but I was making it work for it.  It's coloration changed, as it became angrier.  I knew the only reason I was still alive was because it was intent on murdering me as it had initially planned.  I knew I was dead, in shorter or short fashion.  But I could still grin, making it angrier and more insistent.  Angrier and more insistent it became!

I said a short prayer, kept smiling, and kept resisting.  I had hoped to regain enough energy to do more, and attempted escape and attacks, to no use.  I was simply spent.  I had been fighting for days, or so it seemed.  You can't kill these things.  Then again, they can't kill me, not really.  We aren't that sort.  But... the flesh can be ended, the spirit sent to another place... until a return is possible.

Finally... *snap*  It tired of attempting to crush, so shook me like a dog with a rag doll... a rag doll with a skeleton.  The neck snapped cleanly, quickly, easily.  As I was drifting away, I remember it tossing me aside.  I still tried to rise, but there was no function.  I couldn't stand, move in any way, or even turn my head.  I didn't try to blink, so I'm not sure if that was possible... at least consciously.  I lay there, a bit, and drifted back to another place.  I had done as well as I could.  Death was rather peaceful, at that point.

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The next dream was about a time, past, future, or fiction, with a woman.  Everything was so generic that I can't put a name or face to her.  The dream contained everything good about being with a woman, and some of the... frustrations.  It was quite a dream.  It seemed to go on for days.  When I woke a bit, after this one, I wasn't sure... I thought I might find her beside me.

No hurt feelings, this time, when she wasn't there.  But a small touch of bittersweet.  Still... good.  I really have enjoyed what time I have had with women.  Mostly.  Far more than I have disliked it, even with their need for drama.  It's... gotta be a hormonal thing.  And... paranoia.  Oh, that part I understand.  Still, it's a headcase thing, for any who enjoy that particular issue.  *smile*

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It may seem strange, to you.  But I enjoyed each dream.  I can't tell you which I preferred the most.  Is that... wrong?  In one, I died doing God's will, in the other I lived doing His will.  I don't mind either one.  It was a pleasant night.  A good sleep.  And rather pleasant wakings.  If I couldn't wake as planned, at least I could sleep until I could wake well.

I am opening up at night, turning ac off.  It gets 73° up there by morning, if it tends to help cool the downstairs to the higher 60°s.  Getting well into the mid to upper 90°s lately, that is as good as it gets.  At least I am not sweating profusely, getting heat sick, or climate based fever-sleeping.  I am rather comfortable, even at 82°.  Of course, I have two cooler areas in which to escape as needed.  Even passing through, to go the the loo, is enough to reset.  The main, with me not in it, goes from 68° to 76° through the day, depending on what time I can be up, and the latter as a late afternoon, early evening, max.

Ducks are out.  I am beginning to wonder if I have a few more females than thought?  Two are tiny little ladies.  Of those I am sure.  Two are hulking out.  Two have been going between fast growth to recently no growth.  They are directly between the large males and the tiny females, but none are full grown yet.  I would guess the males are just about the size of adult females.  Which is an half to third of their adult male sizes.  Unless females grow the fastest, initially, as with humans?  Another reason I suspect I am not human.  :p  Anyway...

I set the alarm for 6:00 and 8:00.  I was able, as planned, to wake and shut everything down at the 6:00 alarm.  I wasn't able to wake at 8:00, as hoped.  I tried a ten alarm.  Again, I failed.  It wasn't until noon, perhaps as much as an half hour after, that I could wake.  Still, all good.  Blood sugar was 187.  Not great, but it definitely beats 350 or such.  And, that is my high for the days.  After, I am hitting between 160's and high 80's.  I am being more cautious with insulin, no dives lately.  I need to check my bp before long.  I just took medication.  I usually give it an half hour to hour to work.

Strange to some, but that was a very good night of dreams.  *grins*  Later.

Yes, right.

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High summer can do that.  I forgot.  While feeling splendid, my mind drifted.  A sort of slumber creeps in.  It allows me to forget what I face.  As above, so below, and lower still if you might not believe it.  Here less than on high... or lessor.  Below us, even lessor.  Hell is a mess, if Detroit is becoming every city.  I... have seen down there.  Sent to look at what was happening.  More like Detroit, before they started clearing blight, but with mixed ages... the burbs and smaller cities anyway.  Building from nearly the stoneages mixed with modern skyscrapers, nothing quite fits or works, but it remains standing, mostly.

I don't know if hell will rise this time or next.  It gets one shot at it.  Man will choose the time.  An agent of God, for good or ill, will assist.  The elect will judge that one.  Demons seem to be on the move, rising, or going to staging areas to rise.  Whether I think it is time, or not, they do.  That is why I was sent.  To look.  All were gathering in the cities, the rural and burbs I saw were... mostly... devoid of denizens.  Mostly.  There were a few... terrible things.  I only sensed them.  Too hateful for even the army of hell, if not interested in much, even me?  Or just unaware, snuggled so deeply into their quilt of hate they couldn't or wouldn't see.

Many men are surrendering to the darkness.  They are embracing it.  As things go one way, they go the other way, if not always in wisdom's council.  If everyone is everyone's enemy, then there is no room for friends of even a slight variance.  Of course, that will mean you are all alone, each of you.  Not even family will count, be cautious.  Choose wisely.  Me?  I am less an actor than a will.  Given no choice, I will do, but that is different from acting.

Someone reminded me.  Even my kin... aren't my friends.  But they aren't friends, even to each other.  Dog versus dog, if I will offer some another option?  I... think so.  Only one can truly know enough to choose to be a friend, ally, of mine, or not.  I have to hope those who claim his council will see as well.  Can't count on it, in these times.  Then again, it doesn't matter in a fleshly way.  That part of my life is, pretty much, done.  This life has been over for decades.  If that isn't what troubles.

A dangerous world.

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I keep bumping into things.  Events.  People, businesses, government agencies and employees, all doing harm.  I have to wonder if harm is the goal, or merely a requirement for some other achievement.  All I am certain about, is that the world has become extremely dangerous.  I have to assume, in short order, it will become murderously so.  I have contemplated escape, but there really isn't a way out.

In part, my health is a limit.  Even in good health, escape would require a place, and means in some new place.  There is no place to escape fully.  Some think Alaska is the place to go.  The thing is, even if you escape one thing, you end up in another form of danger.  If you... mostly... escape government, you then face people.  And a lot of people who mean to avoid government are... problematic.  Should you escape both government and people?  You face wildlife.  And, in all cases, the environment is an issue.

I haven't figured out how to do things.  Only that my government is dangerous.  Corporations have become dangerous.  The people around me have become potentially dangerous.  China virus isn't even a real threat, or at least not one I can do much about.  Masks do nothing.  Nor will goggles, social distancing, or any other measure they impose.  Try wearing airtight goggles.  And you thought masks were bad?  I'm not exactly sure what to do.  Poverty is exploding, government excess is expanding beyond reason, and companies are being funneled into monopolies, run by foreigners, financed by people who hate America and Americans.  Not sure what to do.

Are there any friends or allies, political, economic, social, civil, at this point?  Or has it become completely tribal?  Or worse?  Yeah, it can be worse when even tribes break down.  It is a much more dangerous world than it was not long ago.  And it is going downhill.  As I suggested before, either you aren't alone, or you are all alone.  Though the choice may not be yours.

Another day.

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Down at midnight.  I had opened everything, including upstairs.  It never got below 74° upstairs, after I opened up.  I woke half before eight?  Or so. But just to shut everything down, close it all up.  The front room then read 66°, the main room 69°, upstairs 74°.  I didn't check outside.  At nine, it is 75° outside, 72° in the main, and 69° in this front room.  The upstairs is the same, if ac will eventually cool that to, probably, 70° or 72°.  It will be another scorcher, almost certainly.

I am getting pummeled by the warmth.  It isn't terrible in here, but the long hours of sun, and the heat that seeps through, plus the need to go out occasionally, adds up.  It is too bright to really nap, usually.  On the other hand, it is mostly comfortable until later in the day.  It has been easier to take medicine, and I have been taking it quite well.

Blood sugar was 189 this morning.  A little higher than it should be, but then, fasting blood sugars, for me, have always been high.  I am thinking, in a bit, scrambled eggs with onions and milk should do.  Later?  I just don't know.  Hmm... burger patties?  Smash burgers?  Something.  I need to thaw some things, for the week.

Again, I am hoping to get a few things done.  I'll know more later.  Good day.

Sleep seemed a reasonable proposition.

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I set things up, shut them down, checked the temp.  It was still 80° at 20:00, so I left everything shut.  Up, down, and... nothing.  Too cold, for a bit, at 70°.  I had to bundle.  An hour and a quarter later, realizing sleep wasn't going to happen, I got back up.  It was 72°.  Bleh.  It didn't do that when I napped, in the hottest part of the day.  Strange.

I had remembered medicine, most of it.  Not the slow acting insulin.  I'll get that.  And check blood sugar... now.  Insulin in, and... 119!  I'm always happy with a sub-150.  It is a number I will live with.  No extra food, no fast acting insulin, no fuss, no worry.  My weekly blood sugar is 164 average.  Not perfect, but rather good for having started back only less than a week ago?  I ought to check bp sometime soon, if I suspect it is good.

I am sure blood sugar control is why heat isn't an issue.  I can't do much.  It is slowing me down.  But I am not getting heat sick, or sleeping all of the time.  Plus I am able to control the house climate a bit.  When I woke, it was down to 75° outside, so I opened it all up.  It is cooling more.  If the heat stays high like this, I will gradually be crushed.  But, so far, this is doable.

Know where and when to point fans.  In, out, sideways, at various points.  I still don't have it down, exactly.  But I have gotten better.  First flush is to open up all, get air flowing to the front door and out, then... when things are averaged... settled... everything is the same temp, then bring in all the cool air possible.  The only main exception is if wind is high and coming in to the front door.  Simply reversing that will do.

Perhaps, yet tonight, a shower.  A trim?  I don't know.  Rather tired, just not enough... or in the right way... to sleep.  Later, or good night.

Later down and up from the nap.

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Not until 17:00, five p.m. for some of you, did I go down.  I think I was writing about it at about 15:30.  It just didn't happen.  I got lost in looking.  Nothing particular.  I set the alarm for 20:00.  Ducks were put up first thing.  It isn't dark yet.  Nice thing is, they really want to be in at this point in the afternoon.  They were waiting, though oddly they were on the back porch.  Which I will need to spray.  Very odd.

I forgot to do a fasting read before my meal.  So I was careful with dosage.  I did give a shot of the stuff though.  About five hours later, blood sugar is at 83.  So far I am not feeling ill, if I really should get food in.  A brot?  Yes, but that won't be enough.  I really have to add something else in there.  I just don't know what.  A fatted tea would be fine, but that won't be enough.  I need a few carbs to keep the drop from becoming precipitous.

It was °92 at just after 20:00?  Wait, time is off, somewhere.  The machine is reading ~18:30.  I know I slept for more than an hour.  My main timekeeper is saying 18:39 too.  Hmm... the alarm clock must be in central or some other time zone.  An easy bump, hard to notice immediately, especially while crashing or waking.  I am sure I got several hours sleep though, perhaps three?  Anyway, it... well... I guess I will just not know when or how, just that it happened.  Perhaps too tired when going down to make sense of things.

It is 81° out front, 75° last I looked in the main, 70° upstairs even with me sleeping up there, and 92° outside.  Not bad.  I suppose not putting the thermometer in a parking lot in direct sun might help?  Yea.  These old stone houses are wonderful, if... when... you figure them out.  Not perfect, certainly better.  If they really wanted to cut ac use, this would be one of the ways.  The walls go deep enough that they are geothermal.  I doubt if they would let you build this house today.  They want you to have ac and an easily destroyed, entered, house.  Still, it would be rough with no cooler place... though they did have the underground path from house to house if it got really bad.  That would definitely have been cool.  I might guess as low as the high 60°s.

I best get something down, before my blood sugar crashes.  I just... don't get why it is crashing on almost no insulin?  I'll take it.  I'll keep going a bit lower.  I'll keep eating keto.  But nothing has changed on my end... save the doors are locked.  Perhaps my artificial sweetener was being spiked with sugar water.  It's so much sweeter than real sugar I wouldn't have noticed.  Actually, it would have made it seem more pleasant?  Diluted.

I am not editing this.  If it's too messy, perhaps I will do so in the near future.  Sleepy.  Later.

So tired.

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A nap, soon.  Nothing but breakfast and medicine else today, so far.  Well, other than cats and ducks.

I heard it was supposed to get to 101° today.  The highest I have seen it was 94°, at 14:30... 96° at 15:38.  It could go up.  Inside, this front room is 79°, the main room is 74°.  Not bad.  I suspect they will blather about it being 110° before long.  They are still trying to get people to believe it is grobal warbling.  Can you believe the gall of these people?  Lying about a pandemic that doesn't kill people (unless they are old or ill and shoved together in nursing homes), while still lying about global warming?

The worst are those who believe any of it.  Wearing a mask cannot help you.  It merely shows you are compliant.

I did order the new phone.  I will have to go in and get it hooked up and running.  When it arrives.

A nap is in order.  Brunch was good, but heavy.  Four duck eggs, half an onion, a brot sliced into quarters (sized), and a quarter cup of cheese... with a quart of milk.  I have a brot remaining for supper.  Those really are tasty.  As I become fat burning, fats actually taste sweet, much like sugar.  Brots are one of the sweetest meats, as are well fatted roasts and good steaks.  Literally, my tastebuds tell me I am eating sugar more than if I actually eat sugar.  Sugar just doesn't taste nearly as sweat... there is an almost bitterness to sugar now, if there is an affect my body still likes.

I'll set the second alarm for later.  I haven't needed the nooner, so.  Perhaps set it for 19:00?  That would give me a good sure rest, be more a backup, and yet give me time to wrestle my way out of the sack in case sleep gets into my bones.  I like getting the ducks in before dark.  And, with them going in rather early easily, I even prefer that.  For their sake.  I worry about the dark... for them.  I know the dark.

Such strange notions... visitations... lately.  I will miss my friends, even if they never knew me.  I tried to make contact.  Perhaps just dreams.  Or, maybe, not all can hear, see.  And the women.  Hmm...  At least I sense they are still alive?  I... think so.  Save the one, but she wasn't in the lot last not, specifically.  Almost afraid to nap.  And, yet... not.  *smiles*  Later.

Hunting.

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Last night I saw signs.  She was sorting through things.  Algos are good, not that good.  Music, it's how I know.  It's what I know.  So, I began hunting.  To see which it was.

Her?  Yes.  So, I followed.

Not a bad night.

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I... think I went to bed earlier.  Not rightly, quite yet, but before midnight?  I think so.  Just.  I slept quite well.  I had the alarm set for nine and noon again.  I woke a bit after nine, shutting off the alarm and just rolling to a wake.  Something like that.  I may start setting the alarm for eight, trying to get up just a bit earlier.  If that leads to sleep earlier, then... maybe earlier.  For potential late nighters, I can do naps?

I dreamed.  I have dreamed that there were a few others who were living very close to death, like me.  Two in particular.  A man older than me, and a man in his middle ages.  Both deathly ill, dysfunctional.  I have dreamed of them before, every few to five years for the last couple of decades.  Nothing fancy about the dreams, so I didn't write about them.  Too odd to try to explain, anyway.  Last night, my mind sought them.  They... are no more.  I am alone.

The ducks are fed and out, I cleaned cat litter last night, changed their water, and have been feeding and treating them regularly.  I had two meals yesterday.  Leftover brots for this morning, one to be chopped, added to an egg scramble, with diced onion, and a glass of milk.  The last will be a later lunch or earlier dinner.  Sounds good to me.  Then, hopefully, a shower.  And, maybe, finally, work?  I don't know.  One can hope.

With plenty and fresh water, the girls really keep their fur fantastic.  Oh, and this year, Sam hasn't bothered thinning her fur.  It never got hot enough.  Sassy never thins her fur, I don't think she knows how.  Sam acts as a mum, but there are limits.  On to meds and breakfast.  Good day.

Oh, a visitor?

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Not really my tunes, but what are.  Still, to notice is what it is.

Ugh.

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I woke a bit late.  I set the alarm, and... it did work... after a number of snoozes.  Nine is when it was set, and noon as a backup.  I can't remember bedtime, but I think it was one or two o'dark.  Everything was open, downstairs.  It had just started warming, if it hadn't cooled much last night.  I think, the lowest I saw, was 68° downstairs... I have a remote read.  As I finally got up, it was 72°.  All good.  It would have jumped to that as soon as I closed up, anyway.

The ducks were let out and fed.  Actually the process is the opposite of how that sounds, technically.  I put the feed in their pan, then let them out to get to it.  But, in another technical manner, they can't actually be fed UNTIL they are let out.  I am often left quite unsure about how to term or phrase a thing.  It's... a modern complication lost on savages.  And the young?  Are the young savages?  You would have to ask parents.  :p  Just not mine!  ;P

Blood sugar was 170!  Oh, yes, that is good.  I thought the carb rounds would crush that this morning, especially since I forgot slow acting insulin last night.  I must really have needed carbs!  After a few setbacks, this is the lowest blood sugar since I restarted, and it got there fast.  If I had only been off keto, then off insulin, for a few days.  Still, it went from well into the 300s to 170 in days, not weeks.  And with minimal insulin.  Actually crashing on minimal insulin.

I had set the machine to update, then turn off.  So, imagine my surprise, when I go to log in today and the f'ing machine wants to update.  Leaving me no choice about anything.  It took an hour?  And they wonder why they are absolutely hated.  They are poor at design and implementation.  What their systems suggest and ask for are nothing like what they do and give.  As well, I am getting indicators, currently, that updates are failing.  I am not sure if that is from MS, or...  There is no indication of WHAT updates are failing.  Or what that even means.  Is that blogger?  MS?  Google generally?  Something else.

I am back on, and it is working.  I was able to use the ps4, temporarily.  As well, the blogger update seems to work on that, now.  Crazy.  They must have fixed it for those systems.  If I can get the controller repaired, that will be a good backup system.  And, if it gets too warm in here, that room is still usually cool... for a while.  I can retreat to that machine if this room becomes sweltering.  Then again, I'm handling 78° like a champ... if it does drain me over time.  Or... is that just being awake... alive?  I can never remember.

I am hoping to get to some cleaning today.  I sure hope so.  I may nap in an hour or so.  I need to check the return policy for a replacement phone I am examining.  I don't want to get stuck with a brick.  Especially with Verizon techs probably as willing to screw people not buying from them.  It's how big companies are working these days.  It's a dangerous time, when companies are becoming literal or zombie monopolies, controlled by interests which and who absolutely hate Americans.  At least white ones, or those on that side of things.  And China seems to own many of them outright.

Anyway... a nap, a shower, some work?  I hope.  Good day.

Yes, better.

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Three to four hours later, couldn't crash, with the ducks in, a big meal, and a whole round of glucose tabs (10)?  Three hours after, for sure, blood sugar is 128.  Yes, it was crashing and continuing to collapse.  I will have a fatted tea and the slow acting insulin.  I just don't quite get it.  Small doses, reasonable foods, and yet massive swings.  I'll just have to keep an eye on things, use less per dose, perhaps dose more often as needed?  I keep two rounds of tabs upstairs, in case I feel it and can't get downstairs.

The blogger update is working on the computer quite well.  It was disastrous on the ps4.  But the ps4, mostly, was barely functioning.  As much from lack of platform updates to structure problems, like ram.  Still, it got me through.  It looks like a lot of ms 10 problems have been ironed out.  I can even keep updates at bay, for a while, and schedule them.  At least for up to five days.  I wonder if I can kick the can even then?

It was just 72° outside, about 73° in the main, and about 78° here in the front, computer, room.  I am handling the higher temps easily enough.  For the short periods I have to deal with them.  No matter where I put the machine, it will increase the temps a goodly bit.  If I put it upstairs, I wouldn't have a true refuge.  I haven't been using the refuge, but it could happen.  Will happen if heat persists.  I may return to knitting, after I complete the sewing tasks, in the refuge.  Non-heating activities.

I really would like to work a bit more with sewing.  Mostly hand stitching repairs.  Pockets on pj's, which I have ideas about how to improve, a new zipper for some jeans, a few tears and seams which have come undone.  Even work clothes are good to tend.  Then get back to crocheting... perhaps to knitting.  I am terrible at those.  But... that... that is where everybody starts.  I am not special.

Some interesting daydreams.  Memories, if convoluted.  Better memories, of some of the better times I have had with women.  In the best of those times with my favored women.  I can be a snot about things, but... I don't have to be.  It isn't even the sex.  That's just the draw, and one of the binders.  It's... the conversations, flirting, sharing...  I really do like women.  Just a few bad breaks, and one I couldn't remember until my heart got better.  Shadows on my heart, mind.  Such pleasant daydreams... women.

Good night.

Actually...

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As it turns out, diabetes wasn't stable.  It felt okay, for a bit.  Then my health started a nosedive.  I wasn't going to pull out without something.  I had started cooking.  I ate a middling meal, just with tea, cold.  I am hoping that will fix it.  If not, glucose tabs.  I just don't understand why it is bottoming out so quickly.  Insulin is turning out to have almost no effect or absolutely killing it.

The foods I am eating are very keto.  Cheese, eggs, meat.  Milk is the singular exception, but that didn't help with the crash.  And there wasn't much of it, smaller cups.  I'll keep at it.  It may just take my body a bit to acclimate to insulin after a bit of a hiatus.  Trying to get a balance adjusted is so very tricky.  I still have the jitters and sweats from the slipping.  It may still be slipping.  If the food doesn't turn the sensation around in ten minutes, so an half hour after eating, I will take a few tabs.

I'll stay up just enough longer to put the ducks up, after deciding on tabs.  The diabetic drop crushed me.  Later.

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I had to take tabs, several.  Feeling a bit better.  Tough row.

Naps must be a divine blessing.

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About two hours ago, I went down like a rock.  Wasn't sure I'd be up today, whatever passes for that term in my life.  As mentioned, being up, and two hours later, probably more give than take but definitely give or take, a nap it was.  As I count things.  More rested though?  Able to sit.  I guess that counts.  The ducks were set up for tonight, and the hutch doors opened.  I wonder if I can leave those doors open during the day, earlier?  I don't want to, in case they might choose to go in.  It's... the poop.  If they are in all day and night, it... it's... the smell... of the poop.  I can taste the stench.  Mr... Anderson...  Eon?  Noe?  One?  Oh Neo!  :p

I need to refresh their hutch, soon.  But hay really makes the place better.  It can only be added just so often before it does no good.  And, with nine instead of three, it gets sour in there much quicker.  I need to get going on the extra hutch, and rabbit cages.  But that takes money.  Part of why I am short is getting ahead.  In time, it is hoped, the ducks and rabbits will allow some financial breathing room.  For now, until things are in place, I am behind.

The front room is up to 76°, the main room is at 73°.  It, without downstairs cooling, is good to run mornings, nap, and wake as it might begin cooling.  If it starts hitting the 90°s, there just isn't much to be done.  But, for now, I am doing okay and figuring out naps and a slower life until things cool.  When things cool, I am hoping to stay a few steps ahead.  I almost did, last year?  The year before?  Several years running, I think.  Then, during late winter or spring, slipped again.  It's tricky.

Ah, but blood sugar!  Strange, but my first meal broke the bank.  Starting at 201, it rose to 225, with a smallish keto meal and a low (8 mg) dose of fast acting insulin.  Three hours after, I had a fatted tea and went with a middling dose of the fast acting (15 mg).  Blood sugar, after the nap, is a stable 83.  I'll keep an eye on it, probably should have a small meal.  Literally, I need to eat to manage, eat for the numbers.  If while attempting to balance everything from carbs, to protein and fats, to calories, and into vitamin D, and omega 3 and 6 balances, and...  Okay, I... no one... we do what we can.  If we ate what they said we required I would be fatter than I am.  No.  Just... no.  But, I will attempt to vary, add what is definitely good, subtract what isn't, and balance somewhat on the blind.  Taste and health seem diametrically opposed, in any case.  COOKIES!  Oreos with milk!  Bleh.  I passed the last few times.  As I said, yea, yeah I'm thinking I'm back.

I have figured out how to create the top white cross on the rubix cube.  And put the white corners in, all with matching sides along the top and according to centers, of course.  I am now working on figuring out the middle sides.  I get one section every other day, then look at the next sections.  I attempt to be able to do the next sections even if I don't understand (couldn't today, but did tinker a bit).

Bit by bit.  Though, sometimes, I lose something from before.  It sucks getting old.  But, in time, I will get there.  Then I will work on speed.  I suspect five seconds is out.  But besides, who would believe.  That wouldn't be digital, or in some format that is difficult to break, as with soduku.  Unless, of course, they saw it with their own eyes.  Hmm... that would... be a trick.  *grins*  Hmm... might have to try.  I don't need your belief.  I'll keep at it.

Later?  If not?  Much later!  Be well.

So very strange.

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It is hitting 85° outside.  Inside?  Front, this, and main room are 72°!  I've been on the machine all day.  Can't wake, really, or push off into the world.  I thought, perhaps, it was heat getting to me, but... that definitely isn't it.  And I don't feel cold.  Sometimes heat can sneak up on me, but not at 72°.  I am tired, unable to get going.  But there seems to be nothing wrong.  No pain, no aches, nothing I can detect, other than wanting to sleep so powerfully that standing has been a clumsy affair from time to time.  Yes, tired.  Must be medicine still.

A lunch, simple but good.  The remaining hamburger, given a sniff test first, then fried.  Yes, it passed.  I am picky.  As well, remaining storebought eggs from a while back, float tested.  One failed, the rest were fine.  Into the skillet and nearly finished burger.  Then a fistful of cheese.  While spicing I dumped rather than sprinkled the Carolina Reaper bits!  Oh well.  I just stirred and... oh well?

Actually, it wasn't bad, after the first couple of jolts.  Yes, my lips are on fire.  And, finally, I got a runny nose from spice.  Still?  Rather good.  That overage of the funky heat chemical was slightly offputting, but not enough to cause concern.  I'll bet there was a tablespoon in that pound of food.  A dose of insulin, a glass or two of milk, all good.  There is a dot left for later, when it cools I'll put it up.  I think I have more cooked burger in the fridge.  If it's good, I have two more, quite spicy, meals for later.  I'll just mix them if it's good.  Lettuce was bad, so... just burger, eggs, and cheese.  Reminds me of corned beef hash, from the can.  I actually used to love that stuff.  You know, cooking some corned beef, and adding that in, would be about an exact duplicate, to my mind, just without the potatoes,... carbs... and other bad stuff.

It is time for a nap.  I think a good long prayer first, as I lay down.  I always keep a line open to God.  A type of link.  But direct prayers are a good addition, better for some things.  Toss in meal prayers and the rosary, and... it makes a splendid grouping of prayers.  If, still, I prefer that open link.  I no longer need to focus, only remember it.  Even remembering that it is ongoing event has become less of a chore, even when tired.  Still, I like to check it from time to time.  Do... you even know what I suggest?  Try it, sometime, if you have faith and believe in acting on it.  An active passiveness?  The opposite?  I honestly think God loves that connection.  It also means I am as open to Him as I can be.  Always... attentive.  A direct line makes much of life easier.  Far from sinless.

Such a nice day.  Feeling so good in every other way than being tired.  Even that is... pleasant.  It is fighting it that is a problem.  Prepare for a prayer coming your way, enemy, friend, good, evil, powerful, powerless, or just another other.  Be well, feel blessed because you are, and have a great day.  

A few things, and early!

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I had asked to borrow a phone, for a few calls.  To the V.A., for starters.  Then to my bank.  I suggested how to wake me, if I was still asleep.  A few pebble, or dozen, at the upstairs wall.  Yep, that is what I heard the other night.  Only, it was a single pebble.  This was a number of them.  Woke me right up.  So, calls were made.

The V.A., I could only leave a message.  They wanted to call back, so I asked my loan owner if that number would be okay.  Yep.  So I gave them that number.  I can't afford a new phone.  For a while.  Anyway.  Some information and a query.  Next, I called my bank.  They were not happy with me.  It turns out, those who asked if they could pass a check, the ones I said not to, did anyway.  I am overdrawn.  At least it wasn't the bank, this time.  Old checks that should have already been cashed, all sent in at the end of the month.  *sigh*

Ah, but I did get a battery.  For the glucometer.  I'll have to replace that when possible.  And get an extra?  Yes.  Blood sugar was 201 fasting.  But that has been going without fast acting, and maybe even forgetting slow acting, for the last few days since the glucometer died.  I'll get right on that.  A slow acting shot this morning, a fatted coffee, then a small dose (8mg) of fast acting.  Will see.  I have burger to fry for something or other... a hamburger, or taco salad if the lettuce might still be good.  Then a fatted tea later.  The rest will be tea.  It'll get to trim quickly.

The ducks are out.  Two eggs every day.  I enjoy watching them, from time to time.  There might be a third female, in the litter.  Not sure.  Time will tell.  Size wise, it is exactly between the average females and males.  But the males will be doubling yet, in size.  At least.  I feed them as much as they will take in a day.  Trying to ensure there is a little extra left at the end.  They do forage.  Fresh roots and shoots?  Bugs?  Mice already?  They are always looking for other... other than feed.  Of which they do eat plenty, just not solely, or even close.

Yes.  A trim, after I wake, and shower.  Then setting up dishes.  Upstairs was 68°, as was downstairs main.  The front room was 64°, I can't remember what the outside was.  All that at about nine, before but nearing.  Down by two, but the early wake leaves me a bit confused this morning.  Trying to work things out by writing.  Ugh.  Dishes, a load of laundry, and the bathroom.  Or... hopefully.  Later.

Little done.

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Little eaten.  No nap.  Still, a good day.  The ducks were actually itching to get in.  After setting up a trough with fresh water, and placing it, they pushed their way in.  So be it.  No need to bother them with a second trough.  Unusual, but I am easy.  They are looking healthy and well.  And enjoyed the one fresh trough as much as they do two?  It sounded like it.

A brot and potato salad was all I have had today.  Oh, and some spicy pork rinds.  I'll fix more tomorrow.  I need to hit the dishes.  Hard.  Ugh.  And another shower, though a trim this time.  Just because.

I also missed the extra extra medicine, just... couldn't track or do... much... today.  I am handling the heat exceptionally well.  It read 76° to 78° in this room most of the afternoon.  It said it was 82° earlier, while out, and I simply couldn't believe it.  My tolerance of higher temps is almost miraculous.  I may have to see how far I can push that.  Direct sunlight and all bets are off.  But, off out of the sun?  I am having to wear full length pants, with socks and shoes, to not feel cold in the evenings lately.  Even at 82°, if I'm still not sure I believe... either reading.  Two different thermometer reads...

Something very strange is happening.  Tired, but that is because I am still getting used to heart medicine.  But the heat tolerance?  Some other things?  Something dramatic is happening.  Could I be dying?  Or... reviving?  Mental capacity is still... limited, confused.  Though, if I make it through medication exhaustion, I am wondering if a whole new life is emerging?  That or death, as suggested.  I just... something momentous is attempting to... be.

On to bed.  Good night.  Prayers and blessings.

Odd.

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Someone is looking... or for something?  I have been receiving more hits lately, the last six months to a year.  My average, for the last six months for sure, has been around 4k to 5k viewers.  Well, viewers?  Who ever knows.  Still, that is what has been registered.  No, I know, it isn't many.  Not for the big boys and girls.  That might be a bad day for them, if... I wonder how many visits are bought.  Lots of money bought ego boasting tools being used, even by fans.  Not difficult.

Today, however, and yesterday.  And the day before?  It began ramping.  Three to five hundred, then to nearing 2k... just today?  I... did ask for an opportunity.  Perhaps that has created a curiosity.  The opportunity is probably more than it seems.  I may well be rejected.  Fair enough.  I wasn't sure... what I could do.  Only, I had some hope of being able to, in a dispossessed manner, do something.  I suspect this is about that.  A nearly complete review of my materials?  Certainly more recent production.  Interesting.  I'll know when I know.  Or, maybe, the chance will pass without a word.

As to the opportunity?  No more than that.  My plans were to find a few of the more approachable middlefolk, and simply ask what they needed doing.  Research?  Writing tasks?  Perhaps even articles for them to preview, assess, consider.  And, from there, take projects as assigned, until I reached some level of confidence within the system.  Then, still have someone do a review from time to time.  It's easy to go off course.  Especially for some of us.

It may simply pass.  But it does look like someone is at least looking.  Interesting.  Later.

Must... get... going!

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Feeling good.  Body is exhausted, though, for no reason I can tell.  Feel cool enough, no pain, if shoulder and upper arm muscles are... stretched?  What did I do, lift, move?  Ah, different positioning on the computer than the ps4!  Yes, sometimes, it... almost makes sense.  I do sit the machine often, so a different angle sitting, looking, and inputting all gather to potentially throw mechanical biology.  I eventually find a better way.  I really need to create a better seating and viewing situation.  I have food stores crowding me currently.  But they are heavy to move.  Yeah.

A trim, then brushing teeth.  A shower, then maybe an actual shave?  A plan.  Then sit to sort.  Then, if possible, a trip.  Or, being set up, a trip tomorrow?  Yes, the plan forms.  Not sure I can do more.  If no trip today, I will wash the troughs for the ducks, but not fill them until shortly before letting them in.  I like to offer cool water for them.  I don't think they need it.  I do think they enjoy it.  And... I enjoy happy animals.  The quacks and chirps tell me they are happy, as children playing in the bath.

As well, perhaps I can begin storing the canned foods, more of them, I recently bought.  Some for downstairs.  Some for up here.  Actually, all downstairs, a few brought up for the larder.  I have what I want, and is available, for now.  I will, from time to time, seek a few items which escaped my plans, such as 12 packs of no sugar added pears.  I have other such fruits, but really quite enjoy pears, and know they don't kick me out of ketosis or stir diabetes, even should I eat a bit too much.  There were a few things which simply either became too expensive or disappeared entirely.  Keto friendly or not, food just zips through.  I should only add some things toward the end of the month.  That one dehydrated coffee, that was fantastic... I miss that too.

Still, truly, a wonderful day.  Like it or not, you have probably received prayer.  Those who like that least, needed it the most.  You are welcome!  The devil, they say!  If... only you knew... even half the truth.  A devil's advocate who switched sides, if you... can't... perhaps shouldn't... believe.  I can't believe how nice it is, here, in late July.  Or how well I am handling it, even so.  Be well, blessings, and later.

A reasonable start.

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To bed late, around 3:30.  I was up a bit later trying to get the cave to cool.  It worked, mostly.  It was 64° when I went on to sleep.  It was 68° when I finally woke, if just to shut everything down.  And, at noon, as I woke for good, it was 70° downstairs, in the main, and 71° upstairs.  Odd, as it is only 72° outside?  It sure seems warmer outside though, but the thermometer I trust says otherwise.  I didn't let the ducks out this morning, while opening.  An odd feeling said no.  I let them out when I woke this time.  Cats were fed earlier.

I don't have to make food tonight.  There is enough potato salad, of both types, for a snack though.  I really need to create a recipe.  Otherwise it is a bit too different each time.  I found my mechanical scale, for sure.  Now to find the electric.  I like having both.  Then putting it to use.  One hint on potato salad?  Always add salt to the potatoes while they boil.  Even if you don't peel them, all or first.  Though peeling a round from the front and back, even if you are keeping the peel in, would help to season the potatoes.  I tried it with skins on, and while it did get some salt, it didn't really get that... comforting profile.  Salt your dang tators!

I have a brot left.  That and a fatted tea should do for breakfast.  With the glucometer not working, I will take a blind medium dose of insulin with that, and keep my gluco-tabs on hand.  I don't think it will be an issue.  Then a shower, the dishes set back up, perhaps another load of laundry, a trim, and a shave... in a hurry.  I sure hope the stimulus goes through.  It looks like I need a new phone.  Ugh.  The rest would be used to buy supplies for rabbit hutches and a duck tractor, plus a few more animals as available.

It is a good day.  I think I missed heart medicine last night... the first missed dose since I started.  I may try to... fit it back in.  They say no, I... think it works and does some good.  Just... keep doses six or more hours apart if doing three doses, at least four hours if doing two more quickly.  Then don't do windsprints, olympic lifting, are chasing those young things.  Might not kill you, but it will wind you!  Though... some things might be worth the risk.  *grins*

I have been getting used to the keyboard.  I'd like to get a better keyboard, eventually.  It really is good to have a component that goes my speed.  This one, mostly, for now, keeps up.  But when I'm in a groove, or begin hitting my max, I'll begin tripping over this slow normy keyboard.  Not bad for an ogre, giant, nephilim.  I wear between double or triple x gloves, or used to.  Maybe sizing has changed and I have become more normal?  Still, big hands that can type... fast.  Then again, I impressed with my ps4 controller typing speed too.  Something strange about my nature?  Meh.  Everyone is... strange, one way or another.

It is a good day.  I will only be eating so as to dose.  No pain.  A bit of a trick to pull with medicine but that won't be a problem.  Not too hot, or cold.  It's a beautiful day.  The girls are letting me know they love me.  The ducks were a joyous ruckus.  And I will get going yet.  I'll take this day with a grateful prayer, among others... sending a few blessings, asking forebearances, for help with leadership, wisdom and graces for all and sundry, and such.  A bit of time, as usual, for hearing... listening.  What good is a prayer if there is no receiving time?  Get too busy after to hear!  Later.

Ribs.

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Done.  As are the salads.  Well, with room for the meats to be finished off on the grill.  Probably, mostly, good enough now.  But they need heated no matter.  Why not grill.  I used barbecue sauce on half of them, for the boss.  With 18 grams of carbs per some iota of sauce, 17 g of which are added sugars, I... went happily without.  Of course, sampling the softer, cooked potato, potato salad was required.  Gotta spice it, check the spice.  But, just a taste.  Enough for tomorrow.  Both salads should be enough for at least two meals.

Of course, with the rain, really potentially more rain, and the possibility of wind?  Might not be dinner tonight.  Though, he could always stop by and eat.  Doesn't have to be getting out to eat.  I had initially thought they were pork ribs, but no... beef.  Both animals have quite good ribs.  I am learning how to cook them.  It isn't really by time, it's by tenderness.  But time gives a cook an idea about when to start checking.  I have a natural sense, that seems to work well with cooking.  It is what I used today, and to good ends.

I did patch the heel.  I couldn't really see what caused that problem.  Just pulling apart?  I... don't think so.  Did I step on something yesterday, while hurrying to get the ducks in and set up?  Maybe.  Or, maybe, while I was sound asleep, someone cut.  I told you, in certain stages of sleep, I wouldn't know.  Yesterday was nearly a 24-hour run.  I just... lost track of sleep, then had things to do.  Yea, I could be sorely hurt and not know it.  Still, it's patched.  That is helping, a bit.

Tomorrow I need to get to the bank, pick up a battery, perhaps an extra, for the glucometer, and maybe a few other things.  Stores are absolutely requiring masks.  I need to figure out how to adjust my masks, or sort out a new one... ones... that fit so that I can breath.  They... won't protect.  But... they don't protect.  If I had energy, I would attempt to find a lawyer to sue so that people either have to wear medical grade, actually functional masks, or go without.  It's companies, not the state, which are pulling this shit.  Hmm... gauze, loose silk, or other breezy masks?  Mats... I need mats.  Cloth of such sorts and ear strapping.  I wonder if any such comes in camo, army green, or... I dunno... something a little more manly.  Jo Anne's... just thinking out loud.  I would call, but I CAN'T!  Arghhhhhh!  I can look online, but I have... no idea what I am looking at.

Wind died down.  So I opened up a bit.  If it suddenly gets hot, I can close it down.  If not, it's enough to air out.  Sticky, even at 60° outside.  But it will do.  I did shoo the ducks in.  They were at the door to their enclosure anyway, so no major issue.  A dog... I heard one.  Too close.  I think they had too.  Three of them absolutely know what a dog can do.  The others may now have an idea.  If required, I will eat what I kill.  :p  Good enough for the Chinese, dog that is.  Later.

A start.

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I had hoped to be going a bit faster in order to be to town.  Too late, I think.  Potato salad has been started.  Potatoes are peeled, largely diced, and cooked.  Onions are diced, small.  Oh, but something I remembered?  While cold cooked potatoes really don't work out with keto?  Uncooked do.  Not a ton of them, but a bit.  It has for me.  I am going to try that in the egg salad. Not every time, just... I want to see.

I have the ribs and brots thawed, and the oven heating.  I will cook those, mostly, in the oven.  The finish will be on the grill.  It won't take long.  Although the hurricane leftovers seem to be hitting, again, harder.  If that may well pass through quickly, as it did yesterday?  It started up around 19:30, then ran until about 21:15?  Give or take. Well, rain later?  Maybe?  I just... don't remember if it did rain during the night.

It has rained today, earlier this morning or last night.  That seemed to all but disappear from the ground and driveway.  Then it looks to be starting up again?  Or simple showers.  A lot of wind though.  I reset the hutch for the duckles, but have no idea where they are.  It is open, as well, in case they seek shelter.  I'm doing my best, but in crazy weather, it's difficult to know what they will do.  Chasing them is all but impossible, especially in bad weather to top it off.  I hope they find the hutch and get in.  I will check every hour or so.  The temp has dropped to 65° outside.  I'd love to open up, but the wind is 15 to 25 mph, with higher gusts?, a bit ago.  It's sounding heavier since.  While we don't get tornadoes, high winds can wreck things, trees, houses, roofs, and carry missiles.  Ugh.

Later.

Well? Not bad.

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Nothing fancy, not great, but definitely not bad.  Save for my heel?  Yeah.  Somehow it tore, the skin, near the drier back strap of the heel itself, on the left foot.  How?  I... don't get that.  I will look more closely when I wake more fully, see about a heel patch.  For now I am limping and going slow.  But, that isn't a huge problem... unless it becomes one.  I'll... be cautious with this.

Sleep was fantastic.  I think?  If you don't know you slept?  I think that is a good sleep.  It also wasn't so deep and hard that I didn't roll.  No dreams I remember, but that isn't always an indicator of sleep quality, if it can impact it.  It was warm, all night, but just a bit.  And humid!  Ugh.  Neither of which impacted sleep negatively.  It was just... groddy to wake up into.  Hurricane muck.

I have two salads to try to make.  A potato salad and an egg salad.  Same ingredients minus potatoes in the latter.  I am... trying to figure out and return to keto.  It's a difficult thing while trying to juggle two menus.  It just is.  As well, ribs tonight.  Those ribs will feed two, handily.  And the whole rack cost less than either of our simpler meals at a drive-thru.  Plus, it is so much better.  I am making brots, too.  Not necessarily for tonight.

Medicine down.  I'll check blood sugar when something is ready to eat.  Eggs?  I have eggs ready, but... those are for the potato salad.  Hmm... need more for the egg salad.  Well, might as well boil a dozen.  So, I can eat the cold at will, or wait for warm.  Along with a fatted coffee, life would be good.  Oh, I am trying dehydrated coffee I can find.  Folgers was too acidic.  The other brand is okay.  So far.

The goal is just one fatted coffee a day.  Then tea, or even maybe a fatted tea.  Going lighter on fats, just what I need, not want.  Lowering caloric intake once I hit ketosis, if that keeps getting set back.  Gah!  It... will happen.  It is happening, slowly.  The temptations, while cooking non-keto and keto at the same time are horrendous.  That will either prove impossible, and pass, or will enhance my resolve.  It is heading to the latter, slowly.

It was 70° upstairs, downstairs in the main, and I thought outside if I need to recheck... the frontroom was 68°.  Hmm, one more limping slow check...  Nope, 60° outside, if that has already risen to 65°!  And humid!  It is 66% humidity, downstairs, according to the device I have down here.  If I have seen it even that high, I don't remember.  I certainly don't remember feeling it this tacky.  Still, this is as a more pleasant Iowa day.  A strangely dry one.

Oh... glucometer isn't working.  I am guessing dead battery.  Son of a gun but I am having trouble lately.  I decided to close everything down, as it was warming so quickly.  Even with the clouds.  This must be hot, and humid, hurricane and Texas air.  Little sun, but that doesn't matter a great deal.  If the air is warm, or hot, that will heat the place just as much.  I've seen it hit ~80° plus at midnight, due to hot winds.

Later.

No nap and just going down.

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I just couldn't do it.  Things on my mind.

I had tracker on, on my phone.  It kept information about where it was.  It looks like it went to a neighbors, then on an odd path back.  Then on some trips, ending up in Idaho.  It seems... odd.  Time stamps, distance for mileage, strange things more than the paths.  I don't know what to make of it.  Something really bad is happening?  It sure seems odd.

It is still 70° outside, and thus warmer inside.  Upstairs might have cooled since last I checked.  With two ac's going gangbuster it was only down to 73° this afternoon.  Probably part of why sleep was out.  Extremely unusually comfortable with the temperatures, but... not completely... fully... tolerant.  I do what I can if that isn't always much.  Still, it is nice to be able to handle 82°, as I did.

We had the tail of the front push of a hurricane go through.  The next area/county over got the brunt of it... if radio warnings are to be believed.  We briefly had 20 mph winds and received very light smatterings of rain.  If more is likely on the way.  Ducks were in early, well before dark.  The girls were fed.  Myself as well.  Good night.

Meds, of all sorts, taken.  A shower gotten.  Time to sleep.  Good night.

Just... nothing.

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On the good side, blood sugar was down to 92.  I had one more small meal.  Of course, no more insulin.  I will take slow acting insulin tonight.  Medicine shortly, the night meds, as I take a nap.  I will empty and remove the water troughs for the ducks, and clean those out... to be filled and replaced later.  It was 92° out, shortly ago.  Oh, have you ever wanted to type the degree "°" symbol?

Ensure the Num Lock key is active, a light will usually let you know.  Then, hold down the alt button, while typing 0176.  Release the alt key.  Bingo.  °  Had to check.  Again.  Oh?  For a complete list of alt key special characters, here you go.  Cheers!  I... am actually excited!  I'll have to remember to check for some I especially adore but otherwise miss.

My debit card is no longer working, again.  I don't have a way to contact the bank.  I will have to go in tomorrow.  Companies are becoming criminally complicit with blm and antifa, as are many small and larger local to state governments.  I have improved security, but am not quite done.  That last bits take focus, and I simply don't have it yet.

The front, this, computer, room is rather warm.  It is in the high 70°'s, 78° last time I looked.  Oddly, it is no bother at all.  And, when I go into the main room, it is 73°, which seems almost frigid.  The back rooms and upstairs are probably closer to 70°.  Diabetes and heart medicine and control, I think, are making me exceptionally... for me... heat tolerant.  I'll take it.  Later.

Just another day.

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I had breakfast without dosing insulin.  It was small, a single short rib(?) and a single brot.  Seemed innocent enough, especially with plain tea.  A few hours later, blood sugar was 285!  Okay, a fatted tea with insulin.  Not much, I think 15 cc's.  Not my lowest but, getting there.  Two or three hours later it was 154.  I decided to have another fatted coffee, actually the earlier one was a coffee too.  I went with 8 mg of insulin.  I'll check in three hours.  If all is good, a nap.

Yeah, some things.

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A few things.  Learning to use the computer again is... interesting.  I haven't quite created a functional area to sit and use the machine.  I am cramped in, until I make proper space for a comfortable sit.  As well, I am having to figure out how to adjust for vision, as the screen is set way back, and the machine itself, and router, need the space that would allow the screen to be moved.  After a bit, I found how to embiggen the screen matter without messing up the whole lot.  Other problems to be sorted, one at a time.

I have gone to amazon.  They do have repair kits.  I'm not sure if I have enough money, so will need to check through my bank.  The problem is... wait... I know my password?  I have been juggling so many passwords, and on a different machine, that I became slightly confused.  However, I know this stupid bank will require a message, sent through the phone (that was stolen), or maybe an email?  I do have the email address' passwords, but I am not sure if I have access to gmail.  It didn't work on the ps4.  I'll check that.  Not sure which email is connected to the bank.  Bleh.

Enough tech messing and the brain gets blurry.  But... one more thing and we shall see.  I am waiting just a bit before letting the ducks out.  The cats will be fed shortly thereafter.  Hmm, I seem to still be able to type, and am improving rapidly even then.  I will have to learn a few tricks, and familiarization is weak, but... I definitely like the keyboard better, and mouse.  Mostly.  I'll give the email a try, then the bank.  Blah.

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Ah-ha!  I got in to gmail, then through my bank, and, yep.  I ordered replacement parts.  Ugh but life can be messy some days.  Later.

Someone woke me.

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A pebble, against the wall, woke me.  I looked, but no one obvious.  Someone checking to see if they could break in.  Not tonight.  I figured someone was doing that.  I just hadn't actually caught them before.  Up.  Now.  Oh well.  It was about 3:30.  I got some good sleep before that.  I may well get more sleep.  Blood sugar was 212 fasting, or so.  But, with it so low, I hadn't taken the slow acting insulin at bedtime.

I tore back into the controller.  Yea, no.  One of the pad devices had come undone.  I had hoped it was friction-fit.  Not so much.  I tried superglue.  No such luck.  It seems superglue doesn't work on silicone, the facing material that holds t he button tabs.  I had an extra, two, controllers.  One was compromised somehow.  The other may well have been stolen.  I'll look for it.  I did notice someone else has opened the shell on the controller I was working on.  They... weren't very careful, chipped where they went in..  Careless, sloppy.  You can't even tell I have been in the thing.  As is, it works, just without a right direction key.  I will look for a parts kit.

Still so very tired.  I don't get it.  Can barely stand.Plenty of cool fresh air, enough food, medicine and insulin now.  BP and blood sugar controlled.  So tired it hurts in the bones, if not the kind that demands sleep.  Focus is extremely difficult.  I should get some slow acting insulin in.

I haven't found my phone.  The truck was checked, it isn't there.  It could be in some odd place, or beside the road somewhere.  It had been on, but calling, at this point, just leads to the answering service.  I had recently plugged in google maps, and turned on tracking.  If I can figure that out, from the computer I might be able to track it's last location.  Maybe.

Ugh.  Later.

A bit and still odd.

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Okay, no real work.  Still quite exhausted.  I first worked on my controller.  It was sticky.  I... did something wrong.  I'll get back to it in a bit.  I also sewed the pockets on one of my pj's.  Well?  I improved.  It is done.  I will definitely do better with the next three or four.  By the way, not only can I easily thread a very small needle, I don't generally need a thimble!  Thick skinned, literally.

Blood sugar was at 106, then 90 just now.  So, of course, no more insulin.  But a rib and brot would be good.  And I best keep an eye on it.  That really could kill me, quickly.

It is heating up fast.  Food then a nap.  Later.

An exhausted beginning.

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Down by one.  I opened up the two usual windows, turned on all three fans, and opened two additional windows to see if that would make a difference.  It... did, slightly.  It was two degrees cooler than closed with ac.  What was I nattering regarding about, to an old friend recently?  Ah!  Margins!  Yes.  Two degrees for a bit of crawling and a lowered ac bill?  Okay.

The thing  is, I woke with a body so physically exhausted, rolling out of bed was a p.i.t.a.!  Shutting windows hurt.  Then, after making it downstairs, I had forgotten my modern upstairs.  I have been removing that and hiding it because someone has taken to using my system at night/when I am asleep.

I must have almost caught the perp, several times.  The last time, the back door was nearly unlocked, of course from the inside... a hook and one of the locks on the inner door were undone.  I always lock those.  The cats have never unlocked them.  It won't be pretty if I do catch whoever.  The sheriff will be involved.  And any attack or resistance will lead to an ambulance or the morgue, for someone.  If they are armed and ready to murder for burglary, it will be me.  I don't mind.  Amen.

Because of such devastating exhaustion, right away, I decided to check blood sugar.  The device I had hobbled together suddenly stopped working, flashing some error signal.  Oddly, my main device, which had disappeared from where I had kept it for years, showed back up in a place I had searched many times.

It works.  So, I used it.  *sigh*  Blood sugar was 216 fasting.  Not superior, of course.  But a vast, almost impossible, improvement from the 395 fasting read from yesterday.  I have to wonder if the drop, even if still high, is whyfor the exhaustion?  I think so.  I still have slight tunnel vision and a few other symptoms from that crash.  Plus, I am having trouble just with energy to breath.  I am having to consciously breath, and deep enough.  I will take it slowly today.

The ducks were let out, and fed.  The young gents have been gourging, and are getting massive.  Not quite as tall as my senior drake, if almost.  But they almost certainly outweigh him.  For now his seniority will hold sway.  But they may endanger him when breeding becomes a thing.  I really need to hobble a tractor for the muscoveys.  If the four total hens become too beset, ready or not, I may have to cull males.  Two, if that works, three if no other choice.

A brot and chicken drumstick as breakfast?  Yes.  Perhaps a fatted coffee too, low dose... my figure, you know!  I will add insulin, but just a middling dose and only of the fast acting.  Trash gathered and out is the only absolute chore(tm).  But a final load of laundry, dishes, and counters plus stovetop are on the menu... if I can stand without breaking into a sweat, or falling.  Weird.

It was 55° outside, at 07:30.  I opened things a bit more because of that, and am reaping the benefits.  The ceiling fan, once remembered, is proving an exceptional tool in... if not actually keeping it cool(?), definitely lending to a practically wonderful perception.  Now, 73° feels chill, 75° is partially tolerable, and 70° is that near cold I so desire.  It's not winter, but it's... what... the equivalent of 60° for an Iowa summer day?  I'd lay money on people feeling such.

Have a great day.  Get to church if it is open and not in obeisance to the filthy blm or antifa.  I tried a y.t. mass, but it was queerified and unGodly.  Convergence must provide much better funding than true Godliness.  Paid for by Soros and central banking.  Eventually they will just send in antifa to finish the job, as they did at the start of the USSR.  It won't be killing the church, that is in the hearts of the people now.  It will just be eliminating the enemies of the church who occupy the buildings.