A few small tasks.

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And breakfast.  Eggs and corned beef hash.  Not sure what I did, this time, but it was... tasty.  Tastier.  Ah, fresh onions added to the hash, while it cooked.  Fresh onions, and garlic, and else, elevates flavor.

I did get the kefir out of the pint jars and into the quarts.  Finished the half gallon jars, and those are air drying with what remains of the quart jars and lids.  Then I put the pint jars into the wash, with a few last items needing washed.  I clean the stovetop a few times a week.  Not daily, that's a bit much.  But have started keeping up on it, better.  Or... since the serious cleaning.

I should add the flatware I used for breakfast.  With disposable plates, dishes are a bit easier to maintain too.  Not always perfectly easy, but easier.

On to a bit of gaming.  Not sure I will be able to stay awake much longer.  I... thought I'd be up all day.  Not sure that is possible.  I will try to stay awake a bit longer though.

I may do a pumpkin pie, with special homemade ingredients, for a possible Halloween write up, sooner or later.  I was looking for some things, then found another.  And, there was a connection that seemed interesting.  It might be beyond me, but... if I used a can of pumpkin mix, and went from there, it might be possible.  I keep those spices, on hand, in slight bulk.  I use them heavily.  I keep most of that on hand, save for the pumpkin.  Though... I ought to... consider adding a few cans to my pantry.  Pumpkin, and the typical spice, is fine.  Just... don't... add it to weird things?  Something like that.  Anyway... I'll... try to get that all together.

Not sure, but pumpkin might be a bit high carb, even without a crust.  But... once or twice a year?  Sure, especially with sugar alts which are keto okay.  As well, pumpkin doesn't always have to be sweet.  I have had it as a side, just like any other squash type food, with butter, salt, and pepper.  It's... quite nice.  So, if I look for canned pumpkin, I will look for just the plain stuff.

Well, on to some gaming.  To try to stay awake.  Maybe some coffee, too.  Fatted is delicious.  And solidly keto.  Good morning, day, or else.  Be well.

A start to a new day?

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Mostly.  I found jars, with old kefir in them, which needed cleaning.  Two half gallons and two quart, plus two other quart jars which had been used, abused, set aside, and needed washed desperately.  Wasn't sure if they would clean up.  But, yes, they have cleaned up wonderfully.

I need the quarts, for curing the kefir, as I call it.  The pint jars, at this point in the kefir grain processes, is finished in a day, at 68... quicker if I cook a few things during the day.  Nothing major, frying eggs, or baking this or that, works well as to providing enough of a heat bump to help the kefir right along, without cooking it, killing it.

I have two half gallon jars, in the fridge, with it.  One is full, the other is about a third full?  But filling quickly.  As soon as I have a third jar half full, and two quarts producing fresh kefir... and turning over every two to three days, I can begin consumption.  I am very much looking forward to consumption.  It is tricky to keep up on production, rotation, and such.

Though, I have to admit.  I don't think I need to restart every time I lapse.  The kefir seems about the same, even if it sits for a month, even without feeding.  And, it... seems to come back, even after several months, with just some fresh milk.  Of course, keeping the right amount of milk, and kefir production, is always a bit of a trick.  But I enjoy the proceeds.  Who can imagine that from me?  I used to hate yogurt, and things like it.  This, really, is yogurt on steroids?  Not... literally, but you know what I mean, if you know what I mean.

Sassy is being fed and kept up.  I am falling a bit behind on eating myself, but... will... sort that out.  I am thinking the gooder eggs and corned beef hash, today.  Or... shortly.  Maybe something else?  A fatted coffee, already.  Maybe another, later in the day.  Do what I can.

It is 6:36, about 35 out there, and dark still.  Fall is falling, winter is coming.  But, it is rather pleasant.  Even this front room, currently, is staying around 70.  Comfortable.  Pleasant.  The upstairs was 66 this morning.  Very good.  Most of the house is right between 68 and 70.  I can't believe how comfortable that is.  Is it the beard?  The way I am dressing?  Acclimation?  All of it?  I don't know, but I sure am enjoying this fall, and the cool weather, truly and deeply.

Well, we will see.  A bite to eat.  Some work when it warms a bit out there.  Some gaming between.  A shower and teeth before long, after breakfast and a bit, I think.

Oh, about the game.  While it is terribly Babylonian, it looks like I did finish the game.  Last time I played it.  Sure, it has 'em.  But I can, mostly, exclude them.  Still annoying, but...  not to the point of having to not play, or... we will see.  It's not my favorite game.  I would rather find the Fallout 4 disk.  Would like to buy it, for download.  But they are charging too much for it still, at ~$40.  No.  I do have all the dlc for it.  I suppose, if I find the cd/dvd, and get it going, I could go after trophies?  Same with this game?  If the trophies can be had offline, and I like the game, I might, may, could.  Bleh.

Yes, eggs and corned beef hash.  Spiced a goodly bit.  Yes, I think so.  I might have bread, in the freezer.  A few slices, toasted, for a rare add.  I'll have to open the frozen loaf, pull a few out, and thaw them a bit.  I suppose I can do that while playing, and letting the last jars finish rinsing.  I have the quarts washed, rinsed, and dried.  The bigger ones took a lot more work, but are rinsing.

And, I may put the pint jar contents into the quarts, and just go from there.  Washing the pints out.  If I can find more pints, and find a sale on butter, I may attempt to make ghee, and jar them in the pint jars.  I'd like a dozen or so of those.  Might have more of those downstairs.  Yea.  It's coming.  I want to be more ready.  Same with burger, this coming month, if possible.  Later.

I was so certain...

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While I was planning a short sleep, I had only been awake a while?  Or, something.  I went in right at 14:00, and it was pretty much lights out, instantly.  I set the alarms for 16:00 and 17:00.  I was... pretty sure they would work, the first was a kill alarm, just setting me up.  And the 17:00 alarm, I could work with, through snooze bar hits.  I really didn't think there would be an issue.

I was planning on getting to the Knights of Columbus meeting.  I had taken a shower, so if it got too late, I could dress and scramble.  Perhaps a bit unkempt, but not too unfashionably out of sorts.  And I have been brushing my teeth, and using my functional mouth wash to kill the nasties.  Though I was hoping to do a quick body wash and brush my teeth before going.

I don't remember hearing the 16:00, or 17:00 alarms.  I did hear one at 17:10, but then didn't hear another thing until I woke at... 23:38, or so.  And, I wouldn't say I heard anything, that is just when I next woke... for whatever reason.  I couldn't even get out of bed then.  And I hurt.  Was cold.  Blankets were a mess.  I didn't redo blankets, recently, or turn the mattresses.  I will do that today.  Ugh.

So, yes, I missed the meeting.  I do my best, my best just isn't good enough.  I have missed two meetings... one was canceled, one... I was just there on the wrong night in every way.  Bleh.  This one was planned, but missed.  I'll... keep at it.  This... is... part of why I am not a joiner.  I will disappoint, little I can do about it.

I woke around 01:30.  Fed Sassy right away.  Smaller bites.  She wants more, but, this works... better.  Much less left to waste.  I cleared her litter box.  Coffee water is heating.  I'll brush my teeth shortly, or after coffee.  Hair is brushed and in a tail.

I would like to get a shower going, see what food is available, probably pull a roast and some burger out... I think I have used the thawed food.  Can't cook today, no food.  Or properly cook.  Maybe a can of soup?  And perhaps sardines?  Sure.  That and fatted coffee.

I ought to see about getting the last of the wood worked up and piled, clean up that area, try to rake, in hopes of mowing this week, or next, as a last run.  Perhaps watering the lawn, a bit earlier, if just in parts, here and there, through the week, as a last watering.  But, before it gets to freezing by far.  Ugh.  Oh, and then putting the hoses and sprinklers up.

What a month.  Started on a push, ended on a sit-down.  Trying to... get a few last things finished before winter closes in.  And, maybe, figuring out how to get that work ethic redeployed, and aimed at the inside of my home.  Ugh.  Later.

A shower!

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Oh, I do love those.  Sometimes I am simply too tired.  Not today.  Too tired to do any cooking, but... a shower was gotten.

Medicine in.  A fatted coffee.  More water.  Keeping up on water production.

It isn't much.  It is something.  Hitting noon.  Hoping for a nap, just... a nap.  Then, another shower.  Clean.  I enjoy being clean.

Dreamed of a woman, while I was sleeping in my chair, again.  I do like them.  Mostly.  Except when they talk, or don't, agree, disagree, agree to disagree, or not.  They are people, but they aren't men.  Thank God.  But... it can be difficult.  Just working through to understand the misunderstanding is a mess.  It... can be worth the effort, though even if both parties are legitimately trying, and pouring our hearts into it, it doesn't always work.

Still, it... is a good thing.  Whether we deserve, in either way, one another, we are gifts from God to each other.  Heck of a deal.

Yes, I dreamed.  It was one I knew.  Enjoyed her company for many years.  We were often alone, together.  But... that wasn't a terrible thing.  And it wasn't all the time.  I like the little critters, unless... as mentioned above.  :p  It was a pleasant disaster.

Oh, I may have found a game I'll play?  I already purchased it, some time ago.  All I had to do was download it.  I quit it, if I'm not sure why.  Boring, politics?  I just can't remember.  I'll find out soon enough.  It is along the lines of Fallout series games, made by one of the guys (?) who made that series.  Not sure I really cared for it, but... will see.  Willing to give it a second look.

I had heard that there was free dlc content.  Nope.  It's all priced.  I won't be buying that, most likely.  I don't mind some pay dlc, but when it is all pay, nah.  It is downloading as I write.  I may get in, see if my games are still saved.  Either start over, or... might start over in either case, but may check out my last few saves, if there were some... see if I can sort out why I quit it.

The funny thing?  The sjw's who are creating this crap aren't making anybody happy.  Whites don't like it, blacks don't like it, and the others who are completely ignored don't like it.  Make white games, make black games, or else.  Or allow us to choose what race we are playing, and playing with.  Don't shove stupid shit at us, at any of us.  Would work for me.  

Anyway... on to other things.

Getting ready.

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I did pull the barrels in.  And, nope, it wasn't recycling.  No worries, there is room.  A little extra work, for my... good deeds.  Still, all good.  Sassy is being kept fed and her litter cleared.  So easy, with just one, healthy, cat.  And, yet, I miss Sam.  She kept me on my toes, and loved me dearly.  Both my girls love me, just in different ways.  And I love them to death, and beyond.

I got things ready, for after the shower.  I keep looking for games.  Some are still way too expensive, for their age.  Such as Fallout 4.  I have the game, somewhere.  Haven't been able to find it for a while, though, now.  Might have been clipped, pinched, borrowed, stolen?  Maybe.  I could look at what else I have.

There are a few I might be able, willing, to play now.  Though, political correctness has been diseasing games for a long time now.  Just because I might now play the type, doesn't mean I would sit through glamorizing stupid thugs, either directly or through wigger emulations of their lifestyles.  Bleh.

I brushed my teeth, again.  Not sure it will work, but am hoping so.  I cleaned out the pee jugs, which were lining up again.  A bite to eat, say eggs and... something... would be good.  Without toast, or usually potatoes, eggs are a hard sell.  Have to have something with them.  Well, I do have corned beef hash, but that... has potato in it.  And I have been hitting carbs hard this month.  Just... I... well... it happened.  I needed carbs.  I needed food, really.  I went a bit long and low, on any food, but definitely good food.  And, when I do that, my body craves carbs.  Plus, I wasn't in shape to deny it, or cook better foods, even when I first got them.  Or even now.  I am doing some cooking, but not much.

A bit more time, then a shower, some more game reviewing... including maybe searching hereabouts.  Ugh.  Later.  Or goodnight?  Or... a bit of a nap.  But after I dry, which can only happen after I get showered.  Ugh!  Later.

New games?

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Looking.  Aeterna Noctus?  Carrion?  One is extremely long, and quite difficult... like sixty to seventy hours, the former.  The other is, or becomes, challenging.  But is short, and finding your way is quite difficult, if you step off the path.  They both cost a bit much, for as old as they are.  Not sure I will go with them.  If the price comes down, in time, I may try them.

I do have games I didn't finish, though not for political correct reasons.  But, I didn't finish them for a reason.  Boring?  Too difficult?  Too easy?  Just not my style.  And, I do have games I never started.  Being a part of certain clubs allows access to free games.  I do get them, but some of them, for one reason or another, I never try.  I'm not into racing games, 2-d platformers (which is another problem with A.N., above).  Actually both of those are 2-d, if only one is a platformer.  Platforming, in some adventure games, is more of a challenge for me.  If too, I believe the platforming is made artificially difficult.  Which... annoys to no end.

I just can't see paying ~$30 for either of those games.  While sixty to seventy hours is a lot of gameplay, as a 2-d platformer, it's just not my gig.  The other is six to eight hours, if even much of that is getting lost and trying to find your way back to the path.  The guy suggested six hours his first play through.  But only two hours on a next playthrough.  Not much for a lot of money.

I like the idea of horror games, just usually not the execution.  When controls are dumbed down, to make the experience more psychological (think running from a monster, in your dreams, through sand).  Oh, I get it, I just don't like that sort of play.  Nor do I like hiding games.  Or anything multicultural.  Not... interested.  I guess I'll keep looking.

I did get my teeth brushed.  And would like to shower, and get some more sleep in.  But, I would like to find a game before I sleep.  Not much chance it will keep me up, playing.  But it will help me wake in a bit.  Though it... might eat my day and world for a bit, if it is any good.  Bleh.

Or... maybe... I could look through my old ps3 or even ps4 games I have, but haven't played for a long time.  Oh... there... was someone who was suggesting games, ranking them.  The few games I recognized, she rated very highly.  Perhaps the other games she ranked highly might be worth a review?  A girl gamer, who knew.  There are so few of those, in real life.  But, okay.

Hmm... forgot I was writing this, thought I'd be able to find a game quickly.  The problem with the game ranker?  The games she ranks highly, beside the one I knew, were either not for ps4, or not even available.  Oh well.  I did look at Final Fantasy 7 Remake, but they did the Spider-Man thing.  Not interested.  Requiring me to play with blacks, let alone requiring me to play one, or making them the hero?  No.  Just... no.  That is dead in the water.  Spider-Man was free.  I see why now.  Worse, they gave a black a Mexican name.  I'm surprised Mexicans, and others, didn't burn down that game.  Then again, it is free now, so... yea.

Oh well.  A shower, looking on the console itself, then on to bed for a bit.  

So much for Spider-Man.

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I thought I could enjoy the dlc content.  But it is pretty much over-done trash.  All the same thing.  While they have others listed as the main battles, they require, in the game, that I compete for challenges I don't like to play.  So, not only am I not finishing the main game, I am dumping the dlc content.  I just purged the machine of the game.  Not worth my time.

I'll see what other games might be back there.  This wouldn't have been a bad game, but they were shoveling multicultural worship, and other crap.  Plus, making the gameplay too fast-paced and uninteresting.  It's how they do, when they want you to eat up whatever they are selling.  They do it in college too, or try.

I did have breakfast, earlier.  But went with beans and beef, again.  It hit me.  I ended up sleeping, right in my computer chair.  I have never done that before.  Seriously, I never sleep while sitting.  Didn't even know I could do it.

I'm thinking of taking a shower, tinkering just long enough to let my hair dry, then going on to sleep for a while again.  I may pull the trash and recycling bins back, too.  Or... later.  Not sure.  It was down to 35 a while ago, so, yes, it is cooling a lot at night these days.  All good, I suppose.  It is that time of year.

I missed medicine yesterday, somehow, or the day before?  Somewhere, in there, I... missed medicine.  I was sure I was taking it rightly.  Guess not.  Later, or goodnight, again, for a while.

Yes, right, up.

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I was starting to wake around midnight.  I made it awake until 16:00, or very nearly.  I called it that, for easy of remembering.  Again, though, a shorter sleep.  Not sure why.  I feel good.  I didn't dream.  I didn't even wake to pee.  If I had hoped to sleep later, longer.  Okay, though.  This will work.

I fed Sassy first thing.  Smaller meals.  A third of a can at a time, every three to four hours.  Trying to add to her meals, while cutting her portions.  If I feed her half a can, she won't eat it all.  I don't feed her the first time she begs, but the second, or third.  Or... when she stops and I realize enough time has passed.  It's as good as I can do.

I pulled the ac out of the window, last night.  Won't be needed.  And, yes, it warmed up up there for it.  By three to five degrees.  Though it is warmer outside, at 45 F rather than 35.  Though it may well chill much deeper through the night.  Will try to remember to check from time to time.

A few gherkin pickles to start off the day.  Not from the new order, from some I did find in the pantry.  Two jars.  This one had been in the fridge, unopened, for... a rather longish time.  But they were quite good, refreshing really.  I just have to look on every ingredients list, for even with dill pickles, now, they are adding sugar.  They mean to give people diabetes.  It's profitable, now that they are making pseudo insulin from a chemi-soup, in China, with slave labor, the profits are out the roof.

Plus, with sick people, there is a measure of control.  I think the vax thing blew their medical industrial complex control mechanism though.  I don't think they will ever get that back, and as the sheep realize the doctor is worse than the butcher, that won't come back.  Not sure the sheep will go that far, might just be a temporary disturbance in the force, though.  We'll see.  Then again, a flood of woke "doctors", more concerned with skin color and else, won't help their lot.  It looks like they are purposefully destroying the medical field, and all the good it once brought... on purpose.  Then again, they are destroying the military, police, even corporate.  I guess it fits.

Today?  A  shower shortly.  Brushing teeth.  Maybe an egg casserole.  A nap later, and another shower after.  Not praying as much as I would like, that comes and goes.  But, still, I pray between an half an hour and an hour on most days.  It's more remember to do so.  Hmm...  I have found my bible.  I should read, say, the readings of the day, and study or contemplate them as well?  Yes, that would be a good thing.  Take notes, check things... say quotes listed in the various verses.  I... never go back and read notes, but writing them does... put something in mind.  And, for a while, my mind pings other things off it, connects things to it, and such.  Actually, just like when I was in college.  Though, there were times, when I would read them, if I thought there might be help on a solution issue.

But, first, to wake.  Later.

It's finally about bedtime.

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I made it a bit longer.  To 15:07, so far.  Nothing fancy, a bit more gaming.  I had hoped to get something else ready to eat, and eaten.  But first, I couldn't.  This is when kefir would be really nice.  It fills in those blank spots, where I can't cook, am a bit hunger (either of the mind as today, or of the belly as some other days, or a mix), and even can't handle heavier food.

I did check the kefir.  It is purring right along.  It will be ready to transfer out when I wake.  I just love that smell.  It'll be another few weeks before I am running back on that rocket fuel.  But I am enjoying the slow build.  I have one more gallon of better storebought, which should last well, as I think I have another pint to quart left even in the original bottle.  I started, I think, with just one pint?  No, I started with two.  But was doing partial jars, at first.

Breakfast was just okay.

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I suppose not every meal can be tops.  Eggs and chops.  Sort of just... bland.  But, filling, and keto.  Plus, it heated up the area near the stove, and that kickstarts the kefir.  I... love opening that up, and smelling it.  It has umami, of another sort.  Not as potent as some, but... if you ever get a taste for it?  Yea, and I have a tooth for it.  Not a sweet tooth, but it's... I think it can only be described as umami.  Yogurt has it, but to a much lessor degree.

I have been thinking of how else to use kefir.  I am pretty sure you can make creme fraiche, ice cream (keto, with alternate sweeteners), you can even use it on rough skin.  Though, I'll skip the latter?  Or... might try it on my feet, heels?  Maybe.  As well, I'd like to soak meat bits in it, the slow cook.  In the Middle East, Mediterranean areas, they put sheep and other meats into it.  Though... I am as suspicious of Chinese restaurants as M.E. restaurants.  The meat cuts are... odd.  Could be rabbit.  Could be rat, cat, else.  I could see using this to cover that.

I may be skipping the game.  It looks like the ending is "going there", regarding political bull*&ittery.  So, I think I'll dump the game.  There was some dlc conent, though, that looks playable.  Oh well.

I am a bit hungry?  Or feel like eating more?  Yes, but not sure what to eat.  A few carrots, celery, and more peanut butter?  Maybe.  Not much though.  Just... a few bites.

It got down to 30 this morning, right before/at sunrise.  Yea, it got to freezing.  Just not long enough to actually freeze.  That morning dip, the coldest part of the day, down for 35 around five?  Four?  Six?  Something.  It... surprised me, though shouldn't have.  I suppose the drop was more than usual.  The morning drop is usually in the two degree F range, not five.  Still, all good.  It was up to 64 an hour or so ago.  Too tired to check again.

It is nearly bedtime again.  Good morning, perhaps afternoon where you are, and day in general.  I'll put a prayer if for you.  Be well, and goodnight as well.

Okay.

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I wasn't sure I was going to be able to get trash and/or recycling collected and out.  But, just a bit ago, I got it going, and done.  Even to the curb.  It isn't that much work, and yet it is.  But, all good.  I am not sure if today is recycling.  There are three small bags in there, but they don't seem full.  Taking up about a third of the bin.  So, if not, all is fine.  Trash... there really was only one bag, but it is a very big bag, and very full.

I did the litter box, one last shot, and took the little catcher bag out.  I keep a doubled grocery bag over there, so I don't have to fuss with getting it to the trash proper every time.  Twice a week, or when taking out the trash, I take that over to the real garbage container.

I have been keeping up on water, through the countertop r.o. system.  I have been keeping up on Sassy, feeding or treating her.  I haven't cooked anything yet today, but am sure ready for it?  Hungry, but not in a physical way.  I just... feel like eating, want to eat.  I am thinking eggs and blade chops, and just that.  I'll put the chops in the oven, wrapped, and 350, for half an hour.  At this altitude, that most just warms it, if well.  Then I'll do a few eggs on the side.  I'll use the gooder eggs, saving the storebought for casseroles and boiling.

Doing well enough in the game.  Though, it looks like there might be a few challenges I might not be able to do.  Though, possible, with practice, and a few other things, perhaps I could at least get the minimum scores to say they are done?  Oh, and there seems something that just isn't available... or currently in the game.  I am hoping, when the game is finished, I will be allowed free roaming.  Or I'll have to pick that up in a new game plus.

I am not very happy with the game.  For political correctness.  It is typical Hollywood sort of drivel, in that regard.  Either the world will go that way, to it's final, catastrophic, and unmistakable ruin, or it will turn back to civilization.  Civilization is limiting, and limited, but... it is far better than the options... if it is properly kept for those who can BE civil, excluding those who aren't or can't be, by choice, nature, or else.  It's just the way of it.

Well... it is 35 out there.  Didn't feel too cold, or else.  But sure was dark, at a quarter after six?  Well, okay.  It is getting to that part of the year.  And, I really don't mind.  I'll get meds in, put the pork in the oven, play a bit more of the game, then have breakfast shortly.  I may or may not take a nap after that.  I keep checking the kefir, which is processing.  I... love the smell.  I so want a cup, but know, if I start consuming it, at this slower, smaller, pace of production, I will... eat it all gone before I can get it going, and will have to do without for a while.  I... want to have two half gallon jugs ready, and two quart jars making full process kefir in a day or two, before digging in.  Then I can start back with whole, raw, milk.  I would guess not this week, for that, but next... the 29th.  I am excited to be back on it, soon.  I can use it for... a third to half of my food?  Yea.

On to... things.  Good morning and day.  And a quick prayer for you all.  Later.

Just Sunday, still?

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Thankfully.  I woke, several times, in total darkness.  I didn't know if I had gone back to sleeping day over day.  There are times when I would sleep for weeks.  I suppose I would wake, from time to time, for something to drink, maybe eat, but wouldn't remember.  Would almost crawl out of bed, then back, never remembering having awaken.

That wasn't... the worst of things.  But while I was trying to get through engineering school, it was terrifying.  I might have a midterm or the finals coming up, and if I missed a month of school, catching up was absolutely brutal.  Though, being lost in time was a difficult thing.  I couldn't call anybody regularly.  I was so isolated.  So tired.  

I am still tired, every day, usually to exhaustion before I even wake.  But, I DO wake up.  I DO get up.  The hours might be wonky, but I do have a day, and a night, if they don't always corelate with actual day and night cycles.  I either sleep too long, or short lately.  Or am awake too long or short, or both.  But I do have more normal day and night cycles.  My heart is the clock of my home, and it's beat is warped, even on medicine.  Well, and it doesn't offer quite enough oxygen.  My blood is said to be oxygen rich, mostly.  But that... doesn't pan out in reality.

I... was afraid, when I finally woke enough to check the time.  The fear of sleeping even double days is real, for me.  Not... a terror, like getting ticks, lice, or maggots in a wound.  But the idea of failing, again.  It is more like having had a problem with peeing the bed, as a child.  And being hazed by parents something awful.  Jane even hung my sheets out, once.  It terrified me that someone might ask, find out, why.  As a teen, in school, with enough trouble with fights and teasing, I... it... was a horror.  No one ever, to me, asked or joked.  And it passed.  But it is still back there.  Now I can talk about it, now that I know I was just growing way too fast for my organs to keep up.  My bladder simply hadn't learned to hold the quart or two it can now.  Yes, upon waking, after sleeping so hard since going to sleep... I don't think I used the jug through the night, I put out two quarts just this 'morning'.  So, yes, I can.  But then I couldn't.  Now it isn't a shame, just the roll of the dice, and the cost of being... different.  There is a cost to being different in every way.  Not a luxury, or blessing.  Just... more costs.

Sleep was wonderful.  I think I was to bed between 13:30 and 14:30?  Oh, no!  After checking, it looks like I was up to more like 15:30, perhaps as late as 16:00, 16:30?  It was just 22:30, when I woke for the final time.  So only six hours down?  See?  That is just weird.  But, I am... good, no pain... on the surface.  Exhausted, but not eye watering tired, just... drowsy.  Ready to game, write, read, a bit.  Weird.  It felt like I slept a week, and deep.

Kefir.... I almost have a full half gallon jug.  I have two pints working.  At first, I thought I had lost milk.  But, then, I realized, the first two batches were tossed.  That is two quarts.  Actually one quart, as they were only half full to start.  But, there may have been another batch or two, full.  Before I decided to begin keeping it.  So, with definitely a good solid two quarts down the drain, two quarts (nearly) of kefir stored (half another batch will fill that jar, then I start on another), two pints full, and still some milk left in that gallon?  Kefir definitely adds volume to the milk.  I would guess a straight up gallon, when the kefir grains are chugging along at right speed, will convert into a gallon and half of kefir.  A good way to make milk last better.  And, yes, I can handled consuming a couple of gallons of kefir a week.  Rather good for keto, and just about everything else.  The trick is staying on top of if.

Well?  A bit of coffee, gaming, and then maybe an egg and beef casserole.  I have enough gruyere that I can try that, with cheddar, or the last of the parmesan reggiano or asiago?  Or all three, or four?  Whatever...  I have make a really nicely cheesy casserole.  The trick, with cheese, is... not too much.  So tempting to absolutely pile it in.  But that can really ruin a dish.  It just doesn't work like that.  Even mixes of cheeses.  I have found, and believe, that four cheeses may only be added in a quarter volume of a single cheese, maybe less.  Though mixes aren't always the best.  But, they can help get rid of stubs left over.  Oh, and keep the rinds of good cheeses.  Put them in with soups or other wet cooking meals.  Oh, yes.  Do that.

Anyway... time to look around, get the water heating, think more about breakfast, do some gaming, and such.  I fed Sassy, first thing.  And cleared her sandbox.  She has three, only mostly uses one.  But, the others are there in case I fail.  I could add some more fill to those, just to... top them off.  She likes deep litter.  I like making her happy.  God... designed that into us.  Even if all we have is a cat or dog, but even with people, we... try to please.  I think it was to be aimed at God, but when He left us to our devices and choices, He attenuated our services to others in hope that we would follow.  It... isn't just as a service to Him, but it is a part of His nature too.  He serves, like no other, to His life's blood.

Later.

This game is taking quite a bit longer than anticipated.

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Not a bad thing.  And, I am a finisher.  Mostly.  So I am doing every little part and collection and... getting it done.  I only have two skills remaining, if a number of suits (with their own powers) and gadget upgrades, and such.  I still haven't figured out how to do several parts of the game which seem required.  And certain challenges are probably beyond me.

It may be easier to get more things, through new game plus, than to attempt to get the highest rewards in some of the challenges.  Not my favorite, anyway.  Dry, rusty, overdone part of the game.  But with decent rewards.  Ugh.

But, I think the day is done.  It is 63 to 64 out there, but is up to 75 in this front room, with the computer going and me having spent the last fifteen to thirty minutes browsing and window shopping a few things.  No matter, it is bedtime, I think.  Just hitting 15:17.  Still, that is very good.  It's a leg up, and into the day.

Rough?  Yes, and no.  Trying to push through this last hour has been a bit harsh.  All good though.  Still don't hurt terribly.  And I have enjoyed gaming, mostly.  But I am at an end.  Had a daydream, in which my liver was shot, and also... or separately (can't quite make sense of it) cut out with a stiletto sort of dagger, or near to it.  Such strange day dreams.  At least they aren't boring.  No, didn't bother me.  Plus, I knew it wouldn't kill me, and didn't.  Sort of... dull.  Yes, it hurt.  It just... didn't kill me.  *yawn*

Well.  On to bed.  Goodnight, good after noon, good day, and all that jazz.

A birthday call.

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I waited, until it was time.  Late enough, but not too late.  And, really, just in time.  A good conversation.  But, then, the wife woke, and... that was that.

Then I called my mom.  She answered too?  Weird.  All good.  They are combining, her guy friend and crew.  So, she is cooking them a meal.  I can't remember what she said, but it did sound good.  Oh, meatballs, and something?  And a salad.  I guess I was just so shocked, to speak to both of them on the same day?  All good.

Gaming.  Off and on, through, the morning.  It is 09:39.  Feeling okay, doing okay.  Will make another meal, before long.  I may boil more mushrooms, and add them to an egg casserole.  Maybe.  The idea is... interesting.  Maybe not for today, but for throughout the week.  A square or two of those is good for a meal.

Sunday meds have been started.  Sassy is being fed, her litter managed.  I might be redoing the kefir shortly.  I leave it near the stove/oven, so that when I use it the heat helps that cure a bit faster.  I haven't had a drop, but I lick my fingers when messing with it, and get some on my hands.  So... delicious.  I absolutely love that goo.  I have missed it.  The patience it takes to not just dig in, and devour, what little I have, takes every ounce of effort I can put into it.  I... like denying myself.

Even if it all got ruined, the effort failed, and I had to start over?  I would... be grateful for another opportunity.  For a bit of lessor suffering.  God takes these things, and brings us comfort.  And a tomorrow, or a chance to be with Him.  I... can easily live, or die, with that.  Though, usually, sacrifice for the day usually leads to better results for tomorrow.  I've got nearly half a bottle of kefir in fridge.  I'll be a bit before I have two, a bigger starter jar going, and a spare in the fridge.  But... I am getting there.  In it's time.

Later.

Pleasant.

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I didn't think boiled mushrooms would work out.  These were a bit dated to.  Not quite... done.  But not as fresh as I would prefer.  Still, I went with it, deciding they were still good.  And, they were.  I diced them, not very thin, sort of chunky really.  Then boiled them for 25 minutes.  I suppose one could save the broth, but I didn't, this time.

I did strain the mushrooms, then fried them in half butter, half coconut oil.  A touch of italian spice mix, a touch of garlic and onion powder (say a teaspoon, maybe more like half that), plus salt and pepper.  I... suspect boiling is better.  But, it requires twenty five minutes, just for boiling, and maybe two cooking containers.  I suppose you could fry them in the base of the boiling pot.  I didn't, but you could.  Then again, it isn't any work to clean out the boiling pot.  Just a rinse, if you are particular.  Very good.  I do think it is better than just frying them.

After, I diced half a leftover onion, and added that to hashed browns, with salt and pepper, and cheese as it waited in the cool oven for the eggs to be fried.  Then I fried four little eggs.  Grand.  Food, today, was quite good.  I have one more pack of mushrooms.  I may boil those, and make an egg, cheese, and hamburger casserole.  For the week.  Perhaps adding some of the remaining pork blade chop.  Either yet 'today', or when I wake up.  Sure sounds good.

Ah, and it's a birthday.  I will have to send out a call.  Even if I just leave a message.  Sliding into the morning at an odd angle, though.  May have to call later?  Don't want to... bother.  Hmm.  Well, all good.  Do what I can.

Back to a bit of gaming.  Coffee, first, for while gaming.  I am, by the way, getting really good with those high carbon pans.  They just require a dose of fat, or two.  And just a bit of care.  They are far more non-stick, when done correctly, than cast iron.  Not much lighter though.  I can really put out eggs, and I do flip them toward the end.  The right scraper (I prefer a fish flipper), the right fat(s) and the right amounts of those, and attention to heat and flipping.  My last... four or five fried egg meals have been very good, and easy to clean up after.

Oh, and I am getting back into keto.  Well, hashed browns, maybe not.  But, closer.  And closer.  I'll be back to mostly meat by next month.  And, being careful with which veggies and other sides, a bit more.  Still, I don't mind some potatoes, from time to time.  But, the start of this month has been atrocious as far as diet goes.  Even a dozen donuts, eaten over the first few days.  Bleh.  But, it had been a while since I had gone off the food rez.  So be it.

Later.

Doing well enough in the game.

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Struggling, no doubts.  The challenges are the most difficult.  Though getting the 'toon to swing kick, and a few other things, isn't working.  The button key suggests this, then that.  But it doesn't work.  Though, too, I am finding that combat in some areas, like little arenas, is different from open world combat situations.

Now, at first, I wondered if the things that don't seem possible wouldn't be necessary.  But, nope, I was wrong.  Some of them are required.  I am not sure if a gadget, or skill, or level, is needed for some things to work.  The frustrating thing about the game is that, in certain areas, or doing certain things, the keys don't work as they do in normal situations, beyond combat.  Very frustrating.  Imagine if you walked into a house, and doorknobs no longer worked normally.  Instead of turning, you had to pull and lift, to open doors.  But... no one tells you.  And, it's a number of things that change.  It's just how they make challenges, and some combat scenarios, more difficult.  They are just dragging out the game, creating roadblocks, or more bottlenecks... time killers.

Now, I was surprised I was able to crush the puzzle challenges.  Without help.  There were a few, near the end, which took some time to do.  But... yes... I do puzzles very very well.  There have been four different kinds?  And I just trounced.  For an old, ill, mostly dead guy, I do alright.  If I had a healthy body, there isn't a thing I couldn't do.  Though there are some things I have no interest in doing... brain surgery, or medicine in general.  Programming, as a rule, in general, and specific.  Though I would like to do minor programming, for computer simplification, if I was using it professionally.  A few other things, like cleaning my cellphone, clearing, and running it my way.  If using the efforts of others.  There are some things I wouldn't have a bit of interest in doing.  But, I would do many, many things.  From mechanics, to engineering, to math studies, to plumbing and house electrical.  Perfect?  Not likely possible, ask the guy installing your xyx.  He can... do well, with what is available, in the time allotted, for the right price.  But perfection became impossible as soon as other systems and mechanics became involved.  Even a singular system has limits regarding perfection, due to reality being what it is.

Well... time to go back to gaming?  Or fixing some food, eating, then going back to gaming?  Probably the latter.  It is 03:43, 40 F outdoors, and getting cooler in here.  Ugh.  I have water tested the storeboughts.  Really ought to save those for boiling, and use the gooder ones for frying.  But, for today, this is how it goes.  As well, I am going to try to boil mushrooms, see if that actually works.  Eggs have been tested, mushrooms are out and ready to be managed.

Oh, but pans have to be cleaned.  Cheese, and burned things, make it impossible to cook eggs correctly.  Onion is ready to be diced.  I do have potatoes to be browned, or maybe corned beef as a side.  And a bit of cheddar for either.  Just frying the eggs, actual over easy.  It works.  I may take a shower.  So I can warm up, then dress more warmly still.  It is getting cool.  Later.

Tissue paper.

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Kleenex, as it is often called.  I have been out of it, down here, for a week or two.  I finally went through my storage and grabbed a few boxes.  For near the computer, and in the living room, near the console.  I'm a firm believer in blowing it all out, at least once a day.  Three times, four times, even five if needed, or I can, should.  It's not quite as disgusting as some of the other methods and reasons for voiding, if it's... pretty ugly and gross.  And, yet, it's a beautiful thing, the process.  Your own personal air filtration system.  God gave us very interesting biological forms in which to inhabit.  No machine, or other organism, even comes close.

It is wonderful to have a clean air intake system, after a quick but detailed voiding.  I have missed that.  Very good.  I am thinking that someone "borrows" bits and pieces of all that I have, which really cuts into my income.  I am sure of it.  Too ill to do much more than I have about it.  But I have... limited... how much is taken.  I live amongst thieves.  The lessor I have limited.  The better, more motivated, I can't keep out.

Still gaming.  The game, in some parts, is too difficult.  For a beginner.  Which I am.  The question is, will I make it beyond being a beginner?  I don't know, not sure I want to work that diligently.  But, maybe.  It is helping me stay awake.  Not getting me to labor, physical work, but one thing at a time.

And, again, pain seems gone.  Oh, there is always a bit to a lot of it, just under the surface.  But out of sight, mostly, out of mind.

Back on to gaming... with a cleared ability to breath.  I much prefer to breath through my nose, and at a certain pace.  I have to, often, consciously breath as such.  It... is part of why I am still alive.  Being buried in dying flesh takes... discipline.  Most people don't have the... patience? resolution? something... for it.  Not that I did.  I certainly tried to shirk that duty.  I was graced with the ability to handle the pain, and called beyond that all.  Don't look at me, the gifts and will were initially a God thing.  Then I took the helm, once certitude about some things had set in.  A gift?  From a command.  Start as a slave, to His will, if you must.  Then, as the prodigal son?  Then become a servant, then a child... again.  I am the prodigal son, in ways only He may know.  All good.

Well... on to gaming.  Maybe something to eat in a bit.  Eggs, corned beef has, fresh onion, and a glass of water?  Perhaps.  Later.

Up... early?

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Yes, well.  It was 21:30, or so, when I woke up.  After going to bed, in truth, at about 16:30?  Five hours down?  Odd.  I feel good.  Not a lot of energy, but I don't hurt.

Nothing to report.  Water should be ready for coffee.  And, in a bit, I'll have eggs and blade chop, half of it?  Something like that.  Maybe some hashed browns as well.

Kefir is going well.  I am starting to see such good product, that even if it is from storebought milk, I can't let it go.  While not raw, or organic, it is... better milk.  I won't touch the kefir, until I have a week or two supply stowed.  And, then, only at replacement levels.  At this point, it is producing about a quart, between the two half quart jars, of kefir every other day.  But it is working faster.  When I moved up to a full quart, for making, or two of those, I will put spare grains, in an half quart jar, in fresh milk, in the fridge.  And, turn that over every two weeks... depending on how fast it grows.  It will be my backup.  I might make two of those.

I have frozen fruits, berry varieties... a variety of varieties... ready for when kefir is back on the menu.  I do love that stuff.  And, this time, I am sure I got the kefir started on weakened milk, so everything should be there... the various probiotics, cultures, and else.  I am excited to begin blending all that again.  I wish I could have done it through the summer.  But even now, it will do.  It is such a good food to eat.  And, while I don't believe in leaky gut, or other such things.   I do KNOW, that these things help digestion.  My gut absolutely crushed corn.  Not even a visible kernel was seen, save maybe once when I backed up for just a bit after eating... many ears, many days in a row.  I must have eaten three dozen in three days, plus a few dozen leading up to it.  :P  Loved that corn.

Well, on to gaming.  Already looked around.  If Sassy came down, I'll feed her furry face, tend her litter box either way, and make some coffee.  It's still 72, in this front room.  It was 64/65 upstairs.  And it is 67/69 elsewhere in the house.  It's good weather.  Didn't happen too fast, or drop hard, or go too dark for too long... or yet.  I am really enjoying this fall.  Oh, it's... 46 outdoors.  But... a pleasant 46.  Amen.  Another summer survived.

It is crippling me just a bit, but I am attempting to balance, and doing well.  Good evening, night, and later.

About bedtime.

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16:10, as I write this.  More gaming, but that is about it.

Well, cream arrived, though I think I already wrote about that?

And, I called my mother.  Today was her turn to miss my call.  I don't mind.  I just left a little message.  I'll call in another day or two.  Just hope she is having a good weekend.

Yes, on to bed.  Good afternoon, day, and goodnight.  At least I made it into the afternoon.  I'll let Sassy come up, if she wants.  *zzz*

Still awake.

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Will be, for a while, I suspect.  Not doing much.  Just gaming.  I take a break from that, from time to time, and attempt to break out to other things.  If nothing else, I hop on the machine and take a look around the internet.

Cream, and just that, was delivered today.  Perfect.  Both responded, in time.  To my texts.  I wasn't sure my texts went through, but they did.  May not have been checked, though.  Especially if pops was driving.  It's what I call him, even if he is a decade and possibly change younger.  Kids, raising, them, and not, will do that to both ends of the thing.  Ha!  

Actually, I have as many as he has, of which I know.  Plus the two which didn't make it.  I just didn't raise them.  It doesn't take the same out of a man, as a woman.  It takes years out of a man, not body costs.  Odd how that works.  They seem to become more fragile, literally giving parts and aspects of the their forms, while we... just... die younger, for the effort.  From what I have seen.

The game is going well.  If some parts really... sometimes what to do, or how to do it, are very problematic.  Though, playing when old, ill, and tired... up late... can cause problems too.  But, it's... getting there.  Some parts of the game I am not sure I can do, or do well enough.  Will see.  Then again, I have surprised myself at what I have been able to do.  Some of that I wasn't sure I would be able to do, but did with aplomb.  If it took a bit, some practice, some experience.

I... haven't looked up but one game process.  The rest, from puzzle mini-games, to tricky gameplay, I have figured out on my own.  And, the one thing I looked up?  I was doing it correctly, I just didn't feel like it was letting me know I was.  And it didn't, not until you finished all of a line of tasks, all similar.  Not bad for an old guy.

I am feeding Sassy a bit differently.  I am only giving her a third of a can, at a time, stretching it a bit... if feeding her more often.  Otherwise she wastes.  I think she really is enjoying the new method.  It doesn't mean she will get fed more, or necessarily less, in a day, but I am going to begin to aim at less feeding.  I have been aiming for that, for a while.  I get to it, then... get lost and return to the old average.  She is... superior at begging.

A bit more gaming, then on to bed, I think.  I did call my brother.  I don't expect a return call.  I'll probably need to call him a few times, until he is in shape, and available, for a call.  All good, truly.  I have the freedom he doesn't.  Not any better health, but... I think even a better mental health.

Well, on to it then.  Good afternoon, good day, and possibly goodnight.  I'll put you in my prayers, probably by name if you read here and have ever commented, or I know you.  Yes... have a great day.

Nachos!

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Oh, yeah.  Burger was fried up.  The one package of ground chicken I had out went bad, but the beef was just fine.  So, I fried it.  I left some in the pan, if I dumped all the juice, added black beans, and let it go.  Adding cheese when it was done, then eating the hot mess with corn chips.  A big glass of water on the side worked well.

It is 00:24.  I am not doing much.  Not quite able to do much.  I did get medicine in, for Friday.  The trick to get Saturday medicine is now a thing.  When to take it, to remember.  It's best to take the first dose around 03:00 to 10:00, that way, even if I crash for a bit, I only have one dose for later.  Though, if I stay up into the afternoon, and remember, I can get the last dose in.  Medicine, like food, and even showers, is a bit of a trick.

When everything you do in life is... a process you have to consciously think about, remember, and then apply?  Life is difficult.  Down to how much to drink, when to drink, how fast to drink.  That's just water.  If I just live, doing what seems... natural, or by how I feel, I... will end up dead very quickly.  Even just having nachos, tonight, was unwise.  But I was so hungry.  I don't mind drinking the quart of water, with it.  But did stop there.  I can easily, sometimes, drink an half gallon, even a gallon, for no good reason.

Medicines, even current ones, but definitely ones from the past, made me so devilishly thirsty I couldn't sort that part of life.  I used to drink gallons of water, soda, and beer, a day.  I couldn't do otherwise.  So thirsty, always.  It was difficult to keep in fluids, keep enough on hand.  Especially when water began to only make my thirst worse, no matter how much I drank.

I have learned to drink normal water, finally, again.  I do drink r.o. water, pretty much exclusively... or mineral, carbonated, waters... which have been treated.  Actually, I used those to begin to get back to even being able to drink plain water.  It took... two years?  I think, to get back to plain water.  Three?  But, now, I am there.  Carbonated and mineral waters, the good ones, are out of my price range anymore.  I still have some, once in a while though.  But drink them more as people who drink soda more rightly drink them... a few a week or a month.

Still, dinner was fantastic.  A bit of cheese did melt in, mostly.  And, sour cream on the side.  Beans and chips are high carb, but I was so very hungry.  I have a couple meals worth of burger cooked, and ready for something else... from egg casserole to dirty keto rice, to keto spaghetti.  And, yes, I'll be keeping it keto.  Plus, I have chicken left, one or two meals (and it was and seems to remain delicious), plus a pork blade chop of enormous proportions remaining.  As well, fresh veggies to steam, and carrots and celery to have with peanut butter or ranch dressing... if I can get that going.  Good foods, ready.  And keto.  But... anyway.

Sorting out the game still.  Though I realize why I can't follow the instructions.  The dolts suggest they are offering beginner advice.  BUT?  But they have all tools and skill trees filled out.  They are also probably playing on a second playthrough with the leveled 'toons.  Idiots.  I am doing about as good as possible, with the skills and such I have unlocked.  Plus, I have completed every side part of the game, and learned how to simply travel through the game.  I can't do too much more, anyway, because the fancier travel, and tricks, are based on a skill, at least one, I don't yet have.  No, I am doing okay.  If I would like to figure something out.  I don't seem to be able to knock people upwards, then fight them in the air.  It just isn't working.  I think the game is cheating, or took things away, or made opponents who can't be lifted?  Just not quite sure, but the keys that are supposed to do some things no longer work.  Meh, I'll keep at it.  

Not bad for a guy whose body really is just trying to die.  I push, and pull, sleep when I must, rest from time to time.  But... I will do anything I can do to do what I should be doing.  I'll never get there?  But I'll never give up until it is over.  I see, with my elders, how... that is.  For the best of them.  Life really is just hard.  It is a suffering.  But... it's... a gift, too.  I do thank God, even for the pain.  Sometimes it is all I can produce, offer, my God.  So... I do.  Later. 

Up, for whatever that means.

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Currently, up is down, left is right, over is under, and the boogie man is winning?  Well, something like that.  Awake around 20:00, and maybe some larger or smaller change.  Sassy was fed first thing?  Well, after I emptied my tank.  Feeling mostly good, for what that is worth, but the world is blurry.

I... did get a call back from my doctor, his office.  An appointment is set, by phone I should check, for next month.  But, I asked them to set up a blood test.  She always argues, and says that is always available.  But I know from direct experience, that it isn't.  And, I don't get reimbursed if it isn't set up.  No, I... won't play that game.  Fact, I will call again, next week, to make sure it is penned in, as an official visit.  They games they play...  But... started.  On that.

Then I contacted the son, to see if the dad had gotten my text.  They just became available for texts, so maybe it didn't even go through?  He passed the information along, so this week, only cream.  It saves a lot of money, when you are dealing with raw, good, stuff.  And, for this and next week, if I go without, I am in better shape.  Plus, after that, I will probably cut milk to just one gallon, to start.

I have enjoyed drinking raw milk, this last week, two?  But it really isn't good for one.  When I get kefir going, I will draw two gallons, and will use most of that for kefir.  But there should be some left over for cooking.  Cheese sauces, with heavy milk, can't be beat.  Well, unless they cause problems with diabetes.  Ugh.

By the by, I am amazed at medicine.  I have been on it, pretty much straight, for five, or six, maybe seven months, now?  Oh... I... have missed a few doses.  I don't think more than three days, or even three days straight, since.  I think the stuff is working.  

It... hasn't... cured... anything.  But it has suspended the dying process.  For... what little that serves the world, true.  But, it has alleviated the suffering a great deal.  I still go through agony a weaker man would put himself down for.  I still crawl into my body, roll into a ball, and whimper like a beat dog.  I still fall, from time to time, asleep for long periods, though no longer for days, or weeks, at a time.  The improvements are vast, but I... am just suspended, inches, to feet, from the finish line.  Even now, sometimes, I pass the veil, but not so... painfully.  After all the years, I finally found a doc who, or two really, who... pushed, pulled, cajoled, and worked with me, to get me to this point.  Some... doctors can be trusted, mostly.  Then they went and pushed the vax.  Oh well.  At least they have been kept at a distance, so as not to be allowed to mandate or try that.

On to gaming, again.  Food, eventually?  Or not.  Dreamed of burger and cheese and egg(?) casserole?  Oh, then woke to see someone had looked up a recipe for that.  I wonder if I dreamed, while they were reading that post, looking at that vid?  So... weird, how things work.  Later!

Just gaming.

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Not perfect, but not horrible.  Can't do much else, even eat.  And I am hungry.  My stomach has been growling for the last five hours.  And, I was hungry when I went to bed, and through the night.  Just not hungry enough, then to now, to eat.  Yet.  I am doing okay, in the game.  But I am far from truly proficient.  I couldn't focus, to figure out a few moves.  I had been doing them before, but seem to have lost the grooves for a few things.  I'll... review how to do the ones I want.  Soon.

Ah, while writing this, I remembered to call the V.A.  No appointment was set up, but a message was passed to my doctor's office.  I am sure he will require a blood test, a number of them, and possibly other things.  So, I'd like to get that in, then have the information waiting for him when he talks to me on the phone.  Now I just have to wait for a call.

It is 56 outside, or was an half hour ago.  I doubt if it has warmed.  With the furnace at 68, the house is staying between 68 and 71 up here, near the computer.  Fall is well and truly upon us.  But it is a truly pretty year, this year... the leaves... nice colors, still plush.

Pickles, capers, shampoo, and some bangles, by which to hopefully craft an arm pin cushion.  I've seen some of those, created by some of my sewing gurus, and with ideas on how to make my own.  They aren't good, and I am allergic to base metals, but I plan on layering them in cloth, even adding padding... not just for the needles, but also around the wrist if more lightly.  They were due in yesterday, but it amazon didn't suggest they were out for delivery.  Today it says these are out.

Baby pickles? Capers?  Beside for egg salads, also I really want to craft beef tartare this coming month.  I won't be able to make much.  Perhaps an half pound of meat, depending on the price.  But, yeah, I have been wanting to do that for years now.  I know I like it.  I would guess I should be able to do just as well as any chef, on the plainer side of things.  Shampoo?  Someone got most of my stash.  I had two or three bottles... gone, save for what I was using.  They left the conditioner, though.  Rather strange.

Chilly.  But I am hoping the nurse calls, and we get this set up, before long.  I am starting to get tired again.  I am not sure I can do much else, or for long.  But, I will keep the phone, a bit of paper, and a pen near the bed.  And... try to answer any calls that come through.  I do my best, but I'm sort of in a pickle.  Still, I would like to wait for the ups packages.

Hmm... something to eat.  Well, and I may check the kefir.  I did my first change yesterday.  But it might be doable again.  It had really thickened well.  Though, maybe not.  Kefir is weird.  Warm, cool, mood... it isn't always as one would think.  Remember the show The Blob?  I think it was?  I... am all but sure that is what it was based on.  Either that, or sourdough starter?  Something.

I remember that from when I was... quite young.  Asking my mom about the stuff, and whether it could be real.  She could have teased me, but was usually... usually... pretty nice to me about truths.  And, when she fibbed, she gave it away (if I don't think she had to).  She could lie, with the best, but usually didn't.  Too honest?  I think it's a family thing.

I may call my brother.  I won't reach him, most likely.  But... that's okay.  He knows.  I... don't need him to approve, or agree.  I know he is in bad shape too.  It isn't for that that I call.  It's because any one of us could be dead and gone tomorrow.  And I am not going to live with regret, when I could just call.  Like it or not, it's the way of things.  Good morning, day, and maybe goodnight.

Wow.

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Weird.  I didn't get to bed until 02:00?  Later, but how much I can't remember.  I got tucked in, and slept like a champ.  Warm, soft, comfortable, deep?  It... was a wonderful sleep.  Then, I woke around 05:30, and... I am awake.

I don't hurt, I'm not too hot or too cold.  I am not exhausted, if I am not full of pep either, exactly.  Just... ready for the day?  I guess so.  Very strange.  Friday, right?  I didn't sleep and extra day in there?  Nope, it's... Friday.  Very strange.

But, that's fine.  I'll have a coffee, before long.  Maybe make a few eggs, perhaps with corned beef hash?  Bacon?  Something.  I am just with a touch of hunger.  The hunger I went to bed with.  Not gnawing, just there.  Food more sounds good, than is beckoning, or commanding to be fed.  I could go all day with this sort of hunger, only tending it should I have the energy, or will.  No... terrible need, even with the growling stomach.

I... actually like having a growling stomach.  Especially if I am not going to do much.  The body is such a splendid and odd thing.  Mine is overweight, knows it.  Can't work hard enough, often enough, to push weight off.  But, I can let it go a bit without.  Metabolism is just too slow, even when I can work.

Well... up.  For the day?  For a while?  I just don't know.  Later.

Nearly a quarter after.

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Midnight.

Time to try to get to bed, again.  I closed the upstairs windows, and will open the door, for Sassy to visit, should she wish it.  She was up with me, when I tried to get to sleep earlier.  Probably will come up now.

I have been playing, and doing... better.  A few things I need to learn to do, a few things have been learned.  But, so many things to learn.  There are limits, especially when I am barely in shape to just... do the standard moves and combinations.  Still, I... am getting better.

A short prayer.  A quick jaunt up the stairs, and into bed.  And, hopefully, a bit of peace and quiet through the night.  Not sure why I couldn't sleep.  How is it possible that I could stay awake so long.  And, yesterday, I slept so much.  Both are difficulties which usually don't bookend each other so tightly in time.

Goodnight.

Sleep just isn't going to happen yet.

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I got up there, tucked in.  Nightcap on, over my eyes.  Warm enough, not too warm, or cold.  Blankets on, and... just... nothing.  It's 19:30, or was when I realized sleep simply wasn't going to happen.  I tried every trick I know.  But, sometimes, sleep simply won't happen.

So, back to gaming.  Not sure that is the best way to get to sleep, but don't have a lot of other options.  The internet rolls up, with it's mostly uniparty sentiments for what they are worth, shutting down for the night a couple of hours ago.  And y.t. is pretty dead, these days.  Nothing good new, very little new at all.  And less of any worth.  Flicking through that is like when I used to flick through 300 channels of dredge on the television, trying to get to sleep, or learn something.  The new MTV, I guess... a dead channel of channels.

Have you ever had a tiny sliver of fingernail, on the side of one nail, splinter off and get wedged... but so small you can't find it.  So one finger, my right ring finger, hurts to use.  Bleh.  I've tried to dig it out, even find it, to no avail, for half the day today.  Misery loves company, I prefer to be alone.  :)

Well, on to some gaming.  Maybe a cup of fatted coffee?  Or just some water?  Hungry, just not hungry enough to cook, or even heat something up.  Almost pleasantly hungry, with a rumbling belly.  Strange, but okay.  Later.

Still up at nearly 17:00?

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Had to push through.  Muscles are exhausted in odd ways.  No more food.  Medicine did go in.

I got on the game.

Something I have learned, is if you really want to get good at something?  Do it right through sleepiness, or drunkeness.  Since I am as dry as a land lubber, sleepiness will have to do.  Oh, I still don't have it.  I mean, generally, I can get around.  I can go at speed, right until I can't.  I can corner while swinging.  Have learned many things.  If, honestly, I suck at the game.

Of course, for about a dozen reasons, it is good to do what one is terrible at doing.  It is good for learning, exploring weaknesses, as well as purely for humilities sake.  Don't underestimate that last.  It's what I need more than anything else.  Heck, wouldn't surprise me if that is why I am still alive.  God has... need of that, from me?  Maybe.  I feel that is where He is guiding me.  I can't say I like that direction, only that I try to stay open to His will, and this.  Well, that's my story.

I am learning.  I am... not dying... or too often.  Though, if this is the easy path, I'd hate to see the difficult paths!  Of course I go easy, first, usually!  Just like when preparing for battle, you don't just toss raw recruits in, unless you have absolutely no choice.  I learn where to go, what to do, how to do it, before having to do it and do heavy combat, together.

Exhausted beyond almost crawling up to bed.  But, I'll get there.  I was told that some items would be here today.  I doubt it, strongly.  No worries, though, either.  Today, tomorrow, Monday... it's all good.  Some of what is arriving is for a project I have had on my mind for some time.

Oh, just about... falling asleep just sitting here writing.  I really have to get on to bed.  Lorretta Lynn?  I think she died just recently.  Not sure if I heard or dreamed it.  I'll say a small prayer for her as I sleep, and her family.  I remember, when she entertained, and life at least seemed... simpler.  Maybe life was never simple, or only for the young and dim?  But it seemed like it, once, even to me.

Goodnight.

Ouch, but...

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It is 13:02, and I remain awake.  Okay, maybe it doesn't hurt that much.  A bit uncomfortable.  But, if I can't break, and slow down, then I will hit the accelerator, or both.  Try to rock out of the predicament.  Just because I can't, doesn't mean I won't try.  How do you think I ended up with eight kids, if only six, that I know of, hit the ground screaming?  Well, I wanted to be a husband, right father.  Just had a ghost I couldn't even remember, chasing me off.

Last I checked, it was 63 outside.  Not a bad day.  I didn't check earlier, but it was 38 well after sunup, I think around 10:30.  Probably a bit cooler, but didn't have the air of having frosted.  Though... when the sun is doing it's thing, even this into fall, it might have evaporated the evidence, even by then.

I texted, about the milk.  I don't have the daughter's contact information.  The parents are... away.  Not sure it will get to them, and back, in time.  But... what is one to do?  Their best, as always.

Medicine is being taken, save insulin.  I keep losing track of that.  Oh, while thinking of such things, I may call the V.A. and set some things up.  A phoned doctor visit, and a blood test... possibly urinalysis if that is required.  I am running low, and he needs blood tests to check things.  Yes, I will call.

I may get on the game, as well.  See if I can tinker without the game getting to fussy.  I haven't, officially, made it too far, or even for sure out of, the beginning part.  But my travel ability is so weak, and combat sucks.  So, I... want to tinker.  I like it when games gives us time to go off on our own, and learn the controls.  A replayable, optional, starter guide would be great.  A one-time rough guide just doesn't cut it.

Food?  No, I am absolutely stuffed from dinner and lunch.  Chicken, and the pork blade.  I did put the other pork blade chop up though.  In a gallon zipbag.  It'll be a fine meal soon.  Though I think burger is for tomorrow... tonight to you.  A nice bowl of well spiced fried burger is handy for a lot of things, there will be plenty of extra.  I wish I could find salad makings, to my liking.  Taco salad is excellent, plus offers greens, roughage, and bits of else.  Hopefully I can get in, and check, tomorrow.  More so if I can repeat today, plus some.  Then again, not sure what today is, as it isn't over.  I don't think it is.

Later, or goodnight... if I crash in a hurry.  Later. 

10:22

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Still awake.  Not quite up to playing.  The game requires too much... focus?  And I am just not up to it.  But, I can, and have been, looking over suggestions for play.  I'm still not quite seeing the web travel, but... as with much, that will take time.  Until it is muscle memory, it is very difficult.  Thinking, then acting, takes too much time and effort.  Once it becomes remembered by the body, then improvements, added skills, and such, can be developed and used.  Frustrating.  Like having to learn to tie one's shoes all over again.

Had hoped.

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The goal was to get to bed early.  Say, midnight, or 01:00... maybe 03:00.  It just didn't happen, couldn't happen.  Sleep simply wasn't possible.  Why?  Slept too late into the day?  Meds or health are off?  Who knows.  I did what I could, which ended up not being much.

But, I did get two pork blade chops cooked.  Not... for one meal.  They were larger chops.  But, they were both in the package, so... yeah.  I could have frozen one, cooked the other.  But... I can always use the other for  another meal, or two.  It was even bigger than the one I ate.

As well, I baked another potato, cooked broccoli just right, and shaved a pile of gruyere to try on the potato and broccoli.  Okay, the gruyere didn't add much to the broccoli or potato.  But it didn't hurt the experience.  If you wanted to add it, for purely nutritional elements, like adding fat, then sure.  Otherwise I wouldn't.  But, with a new food hammer, I want to hit as many nails as I can, see where it fits.

The meal was grand.  I was quite pleased with it.  I pan fried the chops, then let them rest in the cooling oven, with the potato, while I did the broccoli.  A bit of butter, a bit of coconut oil, and spices and herbs galore.  That almost tasted like a middling beefsteak?  Or a beef/sheep chop... a cross.  It... was pretty good.

I finished around 07:00, it's twenty five after now.  Can't sleep, even yet.

I also started in on Spider-Man.  Bleh.  There is some interest there, but learning how to swing is... a whole other issue.  I have looked at a few videos, about how to do it.  But I still don't have a good grasp on which buttons to push, when, and such.  I'll just have to practice.  

I am hoping the mission starts aren't timed, but are based on showing up at particular points.  If so, I can swing around the concrete jungle, practice other things, and generally goof around until I feel able to get to a place in a reasonable amount of time, not jogging half the way.  We'll see.  The freebie also came with three dlc's, or they were really cheap?  I think these were free.  Anyway... so there is more than just the game.  And, the trophies are attainable without online play.  All solo, or... seems so from what I have seen.  May continue playing it.  For now.

But still tonight?  Maybe.  If more just learning which buttons to spam, in what order, to get anywhere at speed.  Hey, I haven't played such a game in...  Well, I doubt ever.  These just weren't my type of game.  Not nearly dark, brooding, dungeonous, enough.  And his... personality... is annoying.  Think how Wolverine interacts with... fresh, smiley, cutesy.

Still, it offers challenges.  I did set the fighting to a bare minimum, so I can learn the rest first.  Either it didn't really work, or that was a scripted, mandatory, fight.  Will see in time.  Fed Sassy several times through the night, cleared her litter boxes twice and am about to check it again.  May take a shower, before I tinker with the game.  And, should get the chop put up.  There is enough, between the chop and the chicken, for a few days of food?  Would like to get burger fried up, tomorrow/today yet, and make a keto spaghetti, or dirty keto rice type dish.  And, I have plenty of eggs.  Should boil some of the storebought ones.  Hoping to get salad, soon.  And eggs go well with, in, or as another form of, salad.

Feeling slightly better.  It's like only one half of my body hurts as much, the left side.  Not as bad as before, either.  An odd thing.  Haven't had that before.  Meh.  I'll take a few more pain pills.  It's against my protocols, but this is weird.  Later, or goodnight if I fade and falter too quickly to report.  Good morning, in any case.

Sick man, teacher, sister, brother, dead man.

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I certainly know that riddle.  The answer?

Got it.

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The final trophy of the final dlc content package.  It was more of a grind, than else.  This game isn't fun to play on harder levels, so I won't.  The only reason I went for the trophies, is because I had them for the main game.  But, now, I have all the trophies available for the main section and three other packages.  I'm not sure what the third one was, a free dlc?  I don't remember.

I did get Spiderman as a free download.  I may or may not play it.  I probably wouldn't care for it all that much.  Don't know how much political correctness they have shoved into it.  Not sure it is worth finding out.  If so, not for a while.

I had half of the remaining leftovers of the chicken.  Oh, that was just about as good tonight as it was yesterday.  Wrapped in foiled, heated in the oven for an half hour.  Very good.  I offered Sassy some, she seemed interested, but, no.  She wouldn't even touch it.  All good, I tried.  And, she was begging.

The painkillers have helped, if just a bit.  The pain is more in the 7/10 rather than 9 or 10 out of 10.  Maybe 6?  Still pretty rough, but I am almost used to it.  Just, when it sneaks up on me, it can catch me off guard.

On, perhaps, to bed?  If I can.  Can't do much else.  Either that, or watching a show.  Only the older ones.  Shows before the 2000's are a bit too gimmicky, or old, for my tastes, usually.  It isn't just the close, hair, or else, it's the whole way of thinking.  Funny thing is, those were, at their time, considered advanced, edgy.  The only thing you can be certain about the fashionable side of things, is they will pass badly, and weren't all that good to start.  Some idiot wanted to sell you something new, so they hired some other (if beautiful, handsome, strong, or whatever) idiot to showcase their goods.  And... you were taught to think you would gain some aspect of the idiot, hired by the other idiot.

Though, to be honest, I think most people are over fashion edges.  Not all by choice.  The crushing of the middle class might end up being a good thing.  Let the rich remain gaudy.  And alone.  One thing they will realize, when they shove everyone else out, a shut down their access to all but the plainest of clothes, is that their false tastes will no longer be beloved, followed, or even desired.  Merely hated.  Those things will make them easy marks, when the time comes.  And... it's coming.

When you truly destroy Rome, to enjoy your evils, the darkness will truly descend upon you.  You have no idea what you have done, but will know shortly enough.  It always amazes me how dubious their hold on reality is, right until there is absolute clarity, which is usually right after they realize there is nowhere to run.  Nowhere to hide.  And buying people's souls bought them not a friend, certainly not an ally, in a world darkened by their greed, lust, and filth of soul.  Man will choose his fate, one at a time.  And receive it, one at a time.  Later.

Good and bad things, news.

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I do have another month of medication, sorted into a pill dispenser.  That... was a relief.  I think it is complete, will look again, during the day.  Assuming I can be awake during the day any time soon.  What a relief, though.  I was so worried.

On the bad side?  Everything continues to hurt.  Have you ever had what seems like the very veins and arteries, in your arms and legs, and torso, hurt?  That's what it feels like.  Beside muscles, joints, and maybe tendons, something hurts deep within those.  I have no idea why.  I did a bit of work, but not that much.  Now, the sawzall rattles everything, especially since sometimes, on shorter lengths, there isn't much to brace the wood with.  So rattles become excessive.  Though, to be honest, I think that feels good.  It massages, right down in.  Not sure what else... then again, this happens, from time to time, regardless of what I do or don't do.  Life, for me, sometimes simply hurts.  And in the weirdest of ways.

Meh.  I'll get to gaming.  See if that can help me regain my wits.  And, thing about more chicken, then possibly cooking burger, and possibly blade chops.  I'll have to be able to stand, and think, first.  Which hasn't been happening yet tonight.  A bit of reading, and listening, trying to shake things up, and free.  But, just hurting.  I broke down, and took pain pills.  Those don't seem to be helping.  Oh well.

I got Sassy some snacks, fed her when I woke.  I suppose I will open the back porch, so she can get to hard cat tack.  It's not great, but it is something.  I'll check her litter box, too.  Again?  I think I hit it, when I woke.  Not sure.  This will make it good, if not.

If I can do something, I'll do some work in this front room tonight.  If not?  I... will try to be to bed early, again.  That is the hope, regardless what else happens though.  On to gamin, and heating some chicken.  Sassy won't eat cooked chicken.  Sam loved it.  I do miss Sam, and sometimes, if grudgingly, sharing my meals.  There is something about giving away what you don't want to share that... improves a human.  Or... whatever it is I am.  She was good for my soul.  Sassy is too, just in different ways.  Later.

A rough one.

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I was to bed by 02:30, 3:00 tops.  I was sure I'd be awake by noon.  Nope.  I tried, several times.  At 18:30, I finally was able, if just, to crawl out, get dressed, and get down here.  I fed Sassy first thing.  She is doing with less, which I don't mind from time to time.

I feel rotten.  Inside and out, skin, meat, bones.  Everything seems to ache.  Like I took a solid beating recently.  Things had been doing well.  Then slowly exhaustion started creeping back in.  If too, I started pushing, hard.  And doing well with it for a few short spells.  Well, that is done, for now.

I'll still try to sort through things, get to things.

Maybe having better food will help.  The chicken will last several days.  If to, I hope to fry some burger, and pork blade chops for the week.  A variety, mostly of meats, but with fresh veggies too.

We'll see what I can do.  Currently, sitting, and staying awake, are almost above my paygrade.  I will look for any opportunities I can find though.

It isn't too cold.  Yet.  Keeping the downstairs right around 68, save near the computer, which between me and it currently keeps this area around 73.  Even last night, with it down to 63 to 67 near the bed, I didn't need longjohns or even a tshirt.  I was fine in skivvies, with just one to two layers of blankets.  No socks, either.  I was too warm, almost, as was.

Oh, but when I was waking, I heard the mad biker go buy.  This time, however, he shifted down and really cooled it.  I am all but sure he is the one who has been racing through her for... some time now, off and on.  I think the cops were having trouble catching him, especially in their suvs.  He would just skip on past and keep going.  But, yesterday, he got clocked by a motorcycle cop.  I saw it just as it was happening.  He was trying to ignore, and did, the sound.  Right until the biker cop was right on him.  Then he realized the gig was up.  That he still has his license means the cop... showed some mercy.  Because he was really scooting.  No, I have no problems with all that.  It's how it should be done.  Probably still has a stinging nosebleed ticket, but he could have lost his license right then and there.  I'd bet on it.  Good to hear, for his own sake mostly, that he is cooling his jets.  I get it, I was young.  Still, had to grin, as I was waking, hearing him roaring up to the town, then, this time, shutting it down and going to speed limit, or... much closer.  :p

Well, on to something.  Later.

Wow.

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That was... excellent!  I didn't end up adding in any fresh veggies.  Thankfully.  Full, and I only had a breast and hindquarter, cut off the whole bird, plus a potato.  It really wasn't that much food.  It's just that I haven't been eating well or correctly lately.  So, good food just absolutely stuffed me.

Oh, I did add more potent cayenne, and a hefty amount.  But with the bird, juices, and else, it was well modified down to a pleasant... spiciness that wasn't hot.  Just... resembled truly hot food.  Perfect, to my palate.  And I would bet mild enough for even normals.

Quite pleased.  I was almost sure that chicken would be bad.  But, nope!  The spices, herbs, and brining can help.  But, if it is off, I can't eat it.  Sometimes just a smell, but definitely the taste.  Even if it is just a bit old tasting, I can' do it.  This chicken was good, excellent even.  I'll have to get it put up, possibly save the juices.  Sometimes God just tosses you a gift you don't deserve.

I don't think I can keep up on cooking.  I'll be up just a while longer, in order to let the chicken cool, and then get it put away.  But then I'm going to bed.  I am hoping to finish the wood pile tomorrow, pick up the bark and bits, then mow back there.  Any other work will be indoors.

I did get the cat food down, sorted, and put away.  I just haven't had the energy to do much else.  All good.  Oh... may put blankets out on the line tomorrow.  Hopefully that will work, so I don't have to wash them as often.  I would much rather just put them out, let them air, than have to wash them quarterly.  But, if that doesn't work, I'll just have to wash them again and again, or portions of them every half a year?  We'll see.  Tending my bedding is sort of a new trick, just learning how to do it best.

Later, or more likely goodnight.  I'll do some gaming, while I get ready for bed.  Goodnight, almost definitely.  My your guardian angel be with you... say hello for me.  And, may God be your guide, good or ill, through the night.  *blink blink*

A bit rusty.

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Shoulder joints, muscles everywhere, the right wrist... muscles and joints.  All good.  I wish I could be more sore.  I just wasn't able to get to all that much.  Maybe tomorrow.  I'll get a few more things done tonight.  If, too, I may try to get to bed much earlier.  Yes, try.

I brined the whole chicken.  And, while it was brining, I put potatoes in to bake.  After an hour, I patted the chicken as dry as I could, then salted, and spiced it otherwise... a spot of italian seasoning, sage... rolled, black pepper, garlic powder, and a fresh onion peeled and sliced in half.  Not only does fresh onion, or garlic, do well for flavor, I eat it as a delicious side.

The chicken has gotten an half hour, at 350.  I opened it up, and will turn it to 415.  Giving it twenty minutes on one side, another twenty on the other side?  More or less.  I'm still not sure if the meat is good.  It smelled okay, but I am finding that raw smell doesn't always tell the whole story.  If it doesn't work, I have other meats.  And, I mean to get to them yet tonight anyway.  Dinner will just be delayed.

I did get the second to the last trophy tonight.  Working on the final one.  I guess that will be it for gaming, unless I go to an older one, and work on it.  I would like to do Doom, but they require online play, which excludes me.  Hate playing with people I don't know.  Half are trolls, half are idiots, and the overlap isn't close to 100%.

Oh... I'll get the cat food downstairs, and sorted on the shelves.  While the chicken finishes... I have time.  Then I'll clear the litter boxes.  Sassy has been very happy with me being showered.  She has been a bit lonely, with me being too gnarly for her countenance.  She wanted to be with me, just... it wasn't her thing.  She is a woman, it's how that goes.

Well, on to a few chores, then hopefully dinner.  Oh, I may make some fresh veggies.  It's been a while.  Good day.

Well, things are different.

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Okay.  I looked back through some emails.  I was told, but... didn't see it.  The meeting I rushed to get ready for, and be out to, isn't tonight.  Why did I think it was tonight?  Usually it is the second Tuesday.  Not this month.  But, too, this isn't the second Tuesday.  But, Now I know.  Ugh.

All good.  I've missed two.  One because they must have moved the date, as well.  And I just didn't see the date.  At least tonight I didn't miss it, I was just early.  All good.  I just hope my days and nights don't flip so much that I miss when it is.  I can only do just so much.  I'll try.  I will.

The sun is just setting.  It is 58 out there, but feels... good.  I would like to get back to work, but I just showered.  And it is getting dark.  So, I will just enjoy a quiet night.  Perhaps do some cooking.  Maybe do light cleaning in this front room.  Slowly take things needing to be stored down to the basement.  Not... a lot, but a few things.

I'll do what I can.  Later.

Well, okay.

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Not everything.  But...  I started with the fencing.   Using the trimmer, I loosened it, the remaining one.  About twelve feet of well held fence line, cut, the pulled, cut, then pulled, until I got it off.  Rolling it up as well as I was able, then getting it stuffed in the outbuilding.  Then I rolled up the other one, that was mostly free.  In it went.  And, as a final cleanup, I used the weed whip to clear, much more exactingly, the fence line area.  Fencing is all put up, and the area is cleaner, plus I found a few pieces of flat wood, which I set near the outbuilding.

I then got to the bigger pieces of wood cut, of what was remaining, and started in on the medium to smaller branches.  I used the sawzall, as I didn't have a good way to use the chainsaw.  Even the sawzall use was a bit sketch.  Still, got it done to the point I used the battery up.  I brought it in, put a fresh battery in, but that is it for tonight.  I have other things I must do, and light will be gone by the time I finish.

I won't be putting blankets out, tonight.  Too many other things must be done.  A shower, after I cool a bit.  Then dressing like a human.  Still so tired.  My body did not want to get up and still wants to be in bed.  I'm with it, really, I just have things I really wanted to complete.

I worked for an hour.  And, while it is only 66 out there, seemingly the high for the day?  I am overheated, sweating, and ready for a break.  Not sure why I am so hot.  But, oh well.  At least I got some of it.  I am almost sure, if I can work, I will finish the yard tomorrow, and be able to get all but raking, saplings and such cut, and will be leaving the sprinklers out for one or two more waterings... assuming it doesn't freeze, and stay frozen, really soon.

Very good.  More invigorating efforts numb pain, for a while.  Yes, the body hurts.  But... it would hurt no matter what I do, or don't do.  Might as well, if I can focus, put my back into it.  A good day.  And, I did get some things done yesterday.  Not much, but... some things.

No real cooking yesterday, maybe today.  Later, in the evening.  Well, on to resting.