Summer is finally here.

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It was 75 still, last time I checked a bit ago... outside.  And humid?  Yes.  Sticky.  Or so it seemed to me.  Clouds arrived earlier.  It looked like it might storm, but just seemed too hot.  For whatever reason it didn't rain.  Which was good, at least for the moment.  I was out in an attempt to cook dinner.

Nothing fancy, 4:1 beef to ground pork.  Lot of bone in that pork.  No, it wasn't the ground pork I ordered in bulk, it was older ground pork purchased prepackaged.  It didn't end up being my favorite, if I salted a bit too much I think.  When I mix burger and pork, next time, it will be for meatballs, not burgers.  Just... doing something different.  Trying something new.  Doesn't always work.  But, for meatballs, the mix is good.  Why meatballs and not burgers?  I don't know.  Sauce?

I had thought I would stay up until it cooled outside.  Open up and wait until it cooled off indoors.  But I don't think it will, or even can, cool outside enough, or fast enough, at this point, to cool off the indoors.  It just won't work.  So, I'll just leave things going, and go on up to bed.

I've been looking for new games.  Survival type.  There just isn't much out there.  For computers, sure.  But this machine wasn't a gaming computer to start, and is older now.  Good for getting online.  Not for gaming.  I appreciate it, but will... not try to use it well beyond it's capacities.  Nor would I buy a computer.  They... killed the personal computer, by pricing it out of reach for gamers.  Then, destroyed games with "woke".  Not... worth my time.

Now they are dumbing games down so "the world" can play.  Only... not even that really works.  You can get droid like players, but they... really aren't good.  I have to wonder if drugs are being used, and other tweaks and cheats.  It... won't last.  Much like the tech world using micro-hits of lsd, and other such, in order to be competitive.  All it does is slowly destroy minds, which were questionable to start.  Creativity is painful.  Trying to get past that is... not going to work.

They'll kill their industry, or overburden it with the broken and useless.  As is, fewer and fewer are buying new AAA products, or any products.  Definitely not new.  Not until we know whether the thing, or how badly the thing, is woke... whether it is even playable, or for how long before it is, and such.  Even if I look a released game over, and it seems up to some sort of snuff, I won't buy it until it's about half price or less.  Oh, and ignore the listed price.  Many games, now, are ten to twenty off right out the gate.  So I wait until they are more in the twenty dollar range before buying.  They did it to themselves.  Hope a lot of the companies go broke.  Start over, from the ground, with non-woke, non-inclusive, workers and ideas.  If the people who are being targeted didn't ever think of toilet paper, they... aren't going to be interested or able to play solid games.  Or calculus.  Or plumbing.  Or dental care.  They'll learn, or die.  I'm... good with either, both.

Well... a bit of a look around then on to bed.  Blessings.

Definitely her.

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Almost every song I have played for her.  She knows what's for her, what could be.  But definitely what is.  All but her name stamped on some of them.  I'll be she got a bit bent about some of it.  Far too accurate, or personal.  I kept wondering if it was really her.  If it isn't, it is someone who knew both of us, how we operated, and ferreted the music which belonged.  A extreme longshot.  I know a few sharp cookies, but no mind snipers.

Hmm?  Oh, the pops.  Yea.  Definitely her.

Late to bed?

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It was definitely after 1:30.  But to two, three, four?  I just... can't remember.  It was so warm that getting up and to bed was a complicated matter, and memory just doesn't work well.  It did cool, to about 72 front and back.  Down here, with the ac off.  I had the ac running upstairs.

I remember suggesting I was going to close everything and turn everything off, down here.  And keep the ac running upstairs.  I... didn't do either.  I left things open down here, turned the ac off upstairs, and opened the windows.  Which is probably why I woke at ten or so.  At which time it was already 78 outside?  Yikes.  Yes.

On the good side, it remains cool in the house.  I did shut up the upstairs, and most of the downstairs.  The front door is open just a crack.  It offers air flow out, which sort of keeps the place warm, until heat is too much and bursts in.  Actually, it's about time to close that door.

An oddly difficult night.

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Too warm.  Sure seems it.  While, at 1:30, it is finally down to 62 outside, it was slow to cool... seemed it.  And hotter than what the thermometer was reading.  Just one of those days.  I won't bark at that tree too much.  We have had a very easy summer.  A few days, even weeks, of hotter weather is half expected.  Half wanted.  Just to get some... hot days in so winter can be more appreciated.

I finally realized it was cool enough to open the house up.  Haven't opened the upstairs yet, perhaps if/when I go to bed?  Though, really?  If I open up, and go to bed this late, I'll be waking to a furnace.  No, I'll keep it shut down and ac on.  Downstairs?  I'll get it as cool from the outside as possible, before going on to bed.  But shut it all down before going on to bed.

Looks like I will be losing daylight.  But... that happens in deep summer, and often deep winter.  Though it can happen at any time.

I thought she had stopped watching long ago.

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Well, then, I did shut the doors for a longish time.  Tried to get people to go away.  Some have returned.  From... the responses, I suspect she is back.  Though... who can ever tell.  Could she remain "quiet"?  Yes, and... from the responses... no.  Some are old, very old, some newer, some are brand new, to me.

Up, late.

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I was to bed early enough to not have thought I would need more sleep.  Though, too, I was sitting in the heat for a bit too long.  Out in this front room it just didn't cool, and I got stuck here.  Sitting, reading, listening.  I think the heat just got to me.

I'm leaving the ac on upstairs, and turned the one on down here.  Just too hot.  Summer is finally here.  I think it was 87 when I checked, at around ten or nearing eleven?  I think so.  Fed Sassy, water should be heated for coffee though I think I'll have kefir first, then coffee after.

Not as hot as I thought it would get.

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It is about 87 out there.  It might have gotten a degree warmer, and started cooling?  I think so.  But, that one degree warmer, in the more direct sun?  Was a LOT warmer than that indicated, or to me.  Something odd about how that is, and can get to me, on some days.  I was cooking burgers in the mid afternoon.  No, it wasn't the griddle.  It blasted me when I stepped out for a bit.  

It has gotten warmer in here.  But I am trying not to use the ac.  It is 75/79 downstairs.  I haven't checked upstairs since this morning, when I turned the ac off up there.  I left fans going.  Anyway, I just turned on the ac down here.  Oh, I should get the fan going in that room.  Helps, a lot.

Birthdays.

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My mother's is coming up.  I... never remember a card.  But... that... she is a patient woman.  A call, it seems.  But, sometimes, more?  Sometimes.  Now that I have a few tricks up my sleeve... more.  If... it works out.  I can only do my part.  The world has to do it's part.  My part has been done.

It's already early afternoon.  I turned off the ac upstairs.  Haven't yet turned on the ac down here.  At 74/75/76 (front room and computer area are the warmest) it is about time.  Feels okay, but starting to get... uncomfortable, even with the fan.

Up, a bit late.

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Down at ten.  The temp was 76, but I forgot.  Checking twenty minutes later, and it's up to 78 out there.  Ugh, but it's going to be a warm one.  Soon.  It was 73/75 upstairs, with it all unbuttoned and the flaps open.  I shut it all down, then turned on the ac before coming down.  Or that will become a hotspot.  I'll turn the ac off in an hour or so.  Create a cool(er) bubble there.

I closed all but the front door, downstairs.  Didn't turn the ac on, yet.  It's 72/69, the front room being the coolest for the moment.  I'll close that door when I turn the ac off upstairs, if not sooner.  As soon as I sense the warm coming in.  Not yet?  May do it anyway, when I finish this.  Then, too, turn on the ac.  As I suggested, I believe this is going to be a warm one, and I am already feeling it from those two quick trips out there.

Cooling quickly.

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At 20:30, it had already dropped to 73, almost 74.  Yes, that surprised me.  By 21:15 it was to 66.  Here at 22:00, it remains right at 66.  I am sure it will cool through the night.  Though... maybe not much?  It seems like we are finally hitting a warm spell?  It seems like it may be that way for a while.  It's... summer... so... yeah, maybe.

I won't knock it.  But it is beating me up a bit.  Ac's make it very livable.  But, at peak high summer, even caves, with ac, have limits in how much protection and cool they can provide.

Strangely warm.

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It seemed to creep up on me.  Perhaps I just forgot to close down the house soon enough, or else?  It is 88 outside, but 77/82 inside?  Strange.  I think this is around the time I closed up the cave yesterday?  Or... maybe my mind has turned to slush as it heated.

I closed everything up, for sure.  Then started the ac.  I went upstairs.  Which was closed up, and is 75/75?  Warm, and evenly so.  But not as hot as downstairs.  Whatever.  I turned the ac on up there, too, after making sure it was definitely closed up.  Just... cooling that area for a few hours, then I'll shut it down.  Maybe or maybe not the same down here.  Depends on where the temp is, and how it feels.

Not the best.

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Certainly could be worse.  Not even sure, exactly, what is wrong.  Sensors aren't reading well.  Aches, pains, organs, muscle, bone.  Nothing severe, if a goodly number of problems.  Each, it seems, stumbling over one another to report in a problem.  And I'm not awake enough to interpret the reports either.  Have definitely had worse.  This is just a local low, for the last... week or two?  Or so.

Twenty to nine, I think, is when I woke.  Warmer, this morning, or seems it.  73/73 downstairs, 73 upstairs if 74 near me.  The upstairs was open, as were the windows downstairs.  It was 70 outside already.  Could be a warmer day, maybe a hot one.  I'll just hunker down, if so.  Probably either way.  Almost still tired, but I couldn't sleep more.  Wanted to be up earlier anyway.  Don't always get what we want.

Oldies.

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Mostly.  Who is... there?  Who is looking around.  One, or two, sure.  It happens.  But... these are just a smattering.  And the intensity.  I couldn't avoid noticing, no matter how strictly I attempted to ignore.  Have I touched someone, caused them to remember something?

Yes, I... am... brutal?  And, yet, not.  I... can kill, and happily, peacefully.  Or die.  And, for the right people, if I am in the right place, both are... possible.  Not for pleasure, not with hate, not in anger.  Merely, if I do such things, merely for the right reasons.  Trained?  Who knows.  Who cares.  Just... that I can, and would if I could, either, as needed, for the right reasons.

A very pleasant day.

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Sure, it's warming.  Into the mid 80s.  The house is warming.  Into the mid 70s and higher in the front room.  No ac on, a few fans.  Sometimes these temps are difficult, some days they are quite... nice.  Today, up to very recently, they have been nice.  Starting to stretch things.  I can fix that.

Gaming, mostly.  A bit of caring for Sassy, her needs.  As well, I made burgers and set out a steak, salting and peppering them.  I let the burgers sit for a while, to see if salting and bringing to room temperature does to burgers what it does to steaks.  And?  One data set won't give a perfect answer, but... yes.  I think so.  Less salt is needed.  Next time I'll about halve the salt.

Earlier than expected.

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Was it eight, eight thirty?  Something... nearly nine?  It was 66 when I woke.  At twenty to eleven, it is hitting 76.  Indoors it is 72/72 down here, with a fan going and a few windows and the front door cracked, just now.  I closed up all but the front door as I checked this last time.  Strange, but pleasant.  Warmer upstairs, when I woke, 72/73?  I haven't needed the air conditioners all that much this year.  Afternoons, down here.  A bit before and sometimes, often, during sleep.  If I am trying to cool the place off up there a few hours before bedtime, then opening up and shutting that down as I go to bed.

The middle of August?  Mid 80s used to be cooler days, but are more the norm this year.  Haven't had rain in a while.  Still, had more rain during what is normally dry then we get most of the rest of the year?  Rain, not including snow.  Maybe, maybe not.  Though we have had a lot of rain this year, on top of the extra snow this last winter.

The things being viewed, shown.

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I have my own doubts.  Human?  Probably.  But... there isn't a test which would prove one thing, or else.

Kept popping.  You have questions.  

Some days...

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I have to ask myself, sometimes, why I am still alive.  Sometimes due to pain, sometimes from a fogginess which makes living so very complicated, and other reasons.  Today it is because I have been unable to function.

I have been feeding and tending Sassy.  I made myself a meal, and coffee a few times.  But, beyond that, it just isn't happening.  Even gaming is... difficult.  Focus?  No, that isn't too bad.  It's... a will, or want, that is missing.  Something inside me just isn't there.

Food.

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Hungry already.  But I won't be eating for a bit.  I still need to wake, or wake more fully.  Coffee will help.  I just finally got to that, and am sipping my first dose of the day.  As well, I'd like to begin a few things, starting with a shower, shortly.

At a quarter to nine, it is at 68 outside.  Up ten degrees since the waking at 5:30.  Slow, but sure, the day is warming.  I'm sure we'll hit into the 80s today.  Unless a storm comes in.  Didn't look like that was going to happen, but... you just never know.

Awake?

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Mostly, I guess.  Dreamed of inheriting a small keep.  In really good shape, modernized.  Nice.  Sold it.  The taxes alone were beyond my means.  But did spend a bit of time in it, while selling it.  What a dream.

It seems just a bit warm this morning.  Outside is 58, so it's not all that warm.  But... that is a warmer morning, compared to lately.  The house is 70/70, downstairs, open with ac off.  Upstairs it was 66/70, with ac on.  Strange.  It feels like someone was in here.

A rather good day.

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A bit warm.  Just having a little struggle with that.  I have had far worse.  Recently.  Not a whine, just a note.  Sometimes this is an issue.  Though, too, I roasted chicken.  When heating it up, for a second round of the stuff, I forgot to turn the oven off.  Ugh.

Oh, but that chicken was a delight.  From breast to thigh to even the wings, it was excellent.  Nothing was dry, or overdone.  Nothing was a bit raw.  Much of the skin was nicely crisped, without becoming papery.  The spicing and herbs were perfect background to the main of the chicken.  Quite happy.  There is more left.  I'll strip what is left from the bone, put it in a baggy, in the fridge.  Might just put it on salad tomorrow.

I keep hoping to get out.  Back to the store.  Coffee.  The freeze dried will work, but that is more for... when... I can't get to the store.  Which... I can't.  I want to go to the bank, too.  To close the savings account, since I can't access it easily.  I have to call someone at the bank.  Not... preferred.  I have a different account going, at another bank.  So be it.

I have been meaning to get to that particular grocery store, which carries the coffee I prefer without all the faggotry of the official coffee store.  And to get to the bank.  Both for days.  No... weeks.  When I go in, for what I have had to go in to do, I haven't been able to get to the other things, or forgot.  Or... was crashing on the way home.  A mix of things.

Nice.

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That was some of the best chicken I have had in a very long time.  While I did add a lot of herbs, it wasn't a lot of any single herb?  Something.  The flavor background was perfect.  The scent was... perfect, while cooking.  Having it enclosed, initially, made it so the herbs became a part of the sauce, and the sauce infused the bird.

Done just right.  Fully done without being dry, or tacky or, grainy?  Something.  Even the breast was gently moist.  The skin was, while not absolutely crispy, was partly so.  Save where the last of it was cooking down in the juices.  But even that, since it had been flipped, had some structure to it.

After I shut the oven off, carved the bird a bit, readied my meal then consumed... by the time I was finished, everything was cool.  So I closed up the house.  It is 86 out there, now.  It will get warmer.  Though how much is anyone's guess.  It could go a few degrees, or even up to twenty higher.  It's still high summer.  Just because it has been cooler doesn't mean it will be.

Chicken.

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It takes a while.  I decided to brine the chicken.  Good thing, too.  There was ice inside the cavity.  While the rest of the bird was thawed, the ice would have make the cooking messy.  Anyway, I got that done.  Then dried it.  But, that wasn't enough.  I let it dry longer, then dried it again, inside and out.  Wrapping it in paper towels, I gave it a bit more time to dry more fully.

Finally, it was ready.  I set the oven to heat in time to be ready for when the chicken was ready.  I used a roasting pan, lined with foil, as the base.  Then herbed and spiced the chicken.  Salting inside and out, adding herbs on the outside.  Lots and various herbs.  Rosemary, thyme, white pepper, garlic and onion powders, and others...  Everything that goes well with chicken.  I just... wanted a really flavorful bird.  We'll see.

Then I wrapped the chicken, whole, in more foil, put it in the roaster, and let it go.  Forty minutes, then I opened it.  Letting it roast a bit more, before turning it for a bit more in a bit.  The smell is fantastic.  I hope the chicken tastes as good as it smells.

A very good sleep.

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I should have turned the ac off, but I pretty much went upstairs and collapsed.  Thought processes had ceased well before I went up.  I did open up this morning.  It was 66/69 up there, warmer near me.  Downstairs, with a few smaller back windows open and one fan going up in this front room, it was 70/72 in the main/front.  It is 50 outdoors.  Might drop a few degrees even yet.

Sleep was fantastic.  Mostly.  The blankets are a mess.  I needed to straighten them.  But, being that tired, and with the fan and cool, it wasn't possible.  So I had to squirm and wiggle and try to stay as warm and under the covers as possible.  Sometimes size doesn't matter, sometimes it does.  My blankets, while quite large, just cover me, with a bit of extra.  If well set up, to start, that will work.  If not, a roll, a turn, kicking legs out, or pulling them back under, and... poof, no coverage somewhere.  My sleep, at best, is a series of rolling, churning, turning, kicking of legs, rowing of arms.

I have learned, somehow, to find rest in that mess of a process.  And, usually, pretty good.  But, too, I have finally learned... on keto/carnivore mostly, that my body has cooled.  So, I need to keep blankets on fairly well at 73 or less.  Much better than when living a higher carb life, and being too hot even in the mid 60s.  I wasn't comfortable until in the 50s, honestly.  While I don't eat perfectly, I eat well enough that this measure is telltale.  As well, in the day, I can handle up to, say, 75?  If I am inactive.  Going to town, though, even at that temp, and I still need the ac.

Bedtime, finally?

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Late.  21:30.  Just... couldn't quite get on to bed.  Up at, what, five?  A bit after?  For me a very long day.  The ac should have the place cooled.

While I was letting the diffuser send rifts of jasmine, my mind remembered a song.  Oh, my sort, of course.  Summer Breeze.  Covered by... a real band.

And an addition.  The scent reminds me of youth, and some of who I shared my youth with.  Uhm.  I have lived.  Still live, but... differently.

Almost bedtime.

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A pleasant day, truly.  Couldn't get to work, but it was on my mind.  Did do a few little things.  Something is something, after all.

It is down to 79 outside.  Staying at 74/78 in the back of the house and hotter in this front room.  Upstairs, all closed up, with just a fan going, was 73/75, hotter near my bed.  But that's the side the sun comes up on, and it is right above the computer and gaming console.  So... yeah.  not sure which it is, but I think it's mostly just the sun.  The west side of my house has tree shading it, so... yeah.

A slow day.

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It's up to 84 outside.  And, without a fan or ac, is just up to 76 here in this front room, near the computer.  It is 73/75 in the main of the back and this room.  Quite nice, if it's time to turn a fan or two on.  And, maybe, the ac in a bit.  Not sure about upstairs.  I'll check in a few hours.  If it's in the mid 70s, I'll turn the ac on to give it time to pull back a bit before bedtime.

Three days of wearing compression socks is helping.  And remembering medicine, mostly.  Very light dosages, with an aspirin thrown in every other day or so.  Sometimes every day, if there is some pain.  I haven't been checking bp, but pulse?  Resting is running 68, highs are 109?  Without medicine, my lows are... between 110 and 120.  So, not bad.  Lows.  I may have been correct, they may have been trying to overdose me.  Maybe not directly hit me, but get me with kidney and liver failure.  Doctors aren't your friend, especially not ones working for the government.  Understand that.  This very light dose is enough.  And it doesn't truck me down.

I'm not able to get to much.  Having trouble doing more than sitting.  I did get a steak cooked.  Delicious.  And, done rightly.  It was a thinner steak.  Not the thin cut, but not the thick.  An inch, give or take.  Bone-in.  The thinner steaks are more difficult to track, if the bone helps slow the process, but also alters things, in that the bone absorbs more of the heat, leaving the meat around it a bit rawer.  Still, I... love meat ripe off the bone!  Something about chewing it off the bone adds... flavor, texture, something.  We all have a touch of caveman in us?  But, that was about perfect, as steak goes.  I am improving.

Up and at it.

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Well, half of that.  I slept really well, according to my gauges.  The ac was still on, as it was rather warm when I went to bed, outside.  Too warm.  And I was a bit warm from not using the ac downstairs.  It was just on the edge, but I went without.  So... ac, upstairs, was a requirement for sleep.  When I woke it was 66/69 (warmer near me, this time).  Still, beautiful sleeping temperatures.  The same as when I went to bed.  Blankets were needed, and enjoyed.

It is all closed up, down here.  And is 71/72 inside, warmer up front though I could chill it by opening the front door.  May, now that I'm thinking of it.  It is 58 outside, could drop a few degrees yet this morning, sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't.  Still, it's a beautiful morning, as things in this region go.

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I did get to it.

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Not all of it, but the majority of it.  I did what I could.  The floor, cleaning.  Well, and the wheels of my chair.  I'll have to do more, in time, next time, when I wake.  That is what I could do.  Played my game for a bit.  But, couldn't do that well or for long either.

I closed up the house.  It's 77 up front here, 72 in the main, last I looked.  It was 72 upstairs.  But bedtime is approaching, quickly.  So, while upstairs, I think it was already shut, I turned on the ac.  I'll check the windows, to be sure, before going on to bed.

Seeing stars, having some difficulty breathing.  Strange.  I took medicine.  That usually helps.  Though, it's... got to end sometime.  Not sure why I am so exhausted.  Outside is too hot and too bright, thought about sitting out for a bit, just couldn't.  I did cook the meal, but that was about all I could do.  Had to get inside, sit, for a bit.

Fantastic.

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A full meal.  The last of the corn.  I tossed all else out, as it was... not great.  If, I realized, not horrible.  Simply not fresh.  This one last bag, though, I saved.  A baked potato, too.  Starch, carbs, sugars, but... it's been a while.  A complete, from scratch, from fresh at once, meal.

I had two packages of fish out, from yesterday.  I prepped the griddle, and then got them going.  The problem?  One group of fish was paper thin, the other thick as a brick.  No problems.  I just cooked each to done, at the thin while the thick finished, then polished that off.

Very nice meal.

I have some cleaning to do.  I needed knee pads for it, and got them.  The water is ready.  I'm not.  Not quite?  May start it anyway.  Spilled something, need to clean it up.  Almost never do that sort of thing.  Embarrassing.  Went for McD's a few days ago.  Got regular soda.  Went to set it on the desk.  Missed?  Bleh.

A bit more gaming, then I'll get to it?  Or... do some now, some later?  I... know... which.  I just don't want to do... which.  Still, it's...  Yes, mother.  :p

Into the freezers.

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I've been buying meat, but just putting it in the freezer.  A big drop in.  Fairly new, give or take.  So fairly efficient.  I am sure there are more efficient, but those always cut corners, and aren't reliable, in almost any way.  I have learned to avoid anything "high efficiency".  The technology isn't there.  You just pay more for subpar performance, endurance, quality.  Though, as one of your kind suggested, do as thou will.  I attempt to do as is wise.  Choices.  Or... live and learn.

Anyway, today, I dug into both the fridge and dropin freezer.  Both placing meats in by type and purchase date, roughly.  Pulling some for the freezer over the fridge, the immediate access meat.  And then setting the water purifier system and blender station back on top of the freezer.  All good.

A rather cooler morning.

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I wasn't sure if the storm, and cool, would blow through, melt away.  I firmly expected it to no more than stay the same.  But, at 46 this morning, I would say it definitely dropped a decade of degrees or so.  And, I'm not certain that is as cool as it will get this morning.

It's about 5:30 as I get to this.  Woke a quarter after or so.  A few minor tasks first thing.  Sassy, food and then litter.  Dirty clothes collected from upstairs and the bathroom, taken to the wash room.  Coffee water set to heat, then made.  The beginnings of a better day.  To be around a quarter after twenty hundred?  Give or take, so nine hours down.

As exhausted as I was, after pushing and pulling to get out, and really trying to get to the store since... Friday or Saturday at the latest as well, I was completely washed up.  I woke, yesterday, at two, or three, I believe.  Didn't get down until that late, for pushing to get out, then having to back off the pushing... which takes a while.

The final shopping.

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To the store, to pick up steaks.  And fish, as it turns out.  It was beastly though.  To get out, I had to stay up, because I... couldn't quite get a shower.  But I had to do it today, or the price would go up.  No tomorrow.  So, I... pulled, pushed, and fought for it.  And, made it.  Broke my left nut doing it, though, I think.  Oh well.

Beside the steak I ordered, they had cod (US, wild caught), and sole... the same.  Or... so it was labeled.  I... am not sure I trust, at this point.  Just as likely fished by Chinese slaves, but what fish they put in is anyone's guess.  Or what they do to it, or how they process it?  Then, just label the ship "US"?  You can't trust these people anymore.  I really shouldn't buy fish, not from local stores.  Though I can't afford verifiable fish, not sure even that is trusted.  Remember, the USDA is there for their own employment, and kickbacks.  They aren't working for you anymore, if they ever were.

Still chilly out there.

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It wouldn't seem to cool, even cold, save that it was so cool last night.  Then the rain chilled even that.  It is nearly noon, and it is 64 out there, 73 in the warmest spot in the house, here near the computer.  Compression socks aren't even warming things up.  All good.  Save that it is just into the first week of August.  Yes, this might turn out to be a very cold wet winter.  I am sort of curious just how big that lake in California can get.  And how much the Great Salt Lake could refill.  Needs it, badly.  As for Cali?  That's a lot of fruit and veggies gone.

Though, to be frank, people aren't buying much these days.  Even I have backed way down.  Not only am I simply eating less, initially from the jacked prices.  But now I am spending half or less what I was spending, on top of inflation.  I am spending half as much without accounting for inflation.  I had been spending four to six hundred a month.  Yea, but shut up.  Now I am spending between two and three hundred.  A bit more this month because burgers and then steak went on sale.

Then again, I am probably finished buying for a few months anyway.  But, I have burgers and steaks to last for some time.  And chicken.  Buying whole chickens, lately.  Not sure the parted parts of chicken can be trusted at this point.  It's too hit or miss, and that is money lost if it's not good.  I have some hope the whole chickens are processed and cooled fast enough.  The parts... may or may not be.

Chilled, quickly.

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Last time checked, it was 58.  I was gaming, it's all I could do.  Then, it just got... almost downright cold?  Well... I noticed the drop, to be sure.  So I went to check.  It was only 54, but it had been raining.  Oh, that makes the 54 a lot cooler than it seems.  At 4500 elevation here in the valley, things just aren't the same as on the flat lowlands.  And, sometimes, cold air, from the heights will get even much colder, and tumble down.  Doesn't seem like it, doesn't measure out, but yes.  Cold.

All good.  I closed the front door.  For now.  May close a few other windows.  Turned off all fans, downstairs.  I don't mind the upstairs getting fresh air, so that can remain open.  It won't cool down here.  Without the furnace running, I just don't mind.  Though... the furnace doesn't warm up there, so even then I might not care.

I am thinking of getting to something.  I didn't make the keto spaghetti yesterday.  My little pots were all dirty.  So, actually, I did do something.  Scraping, clearing, washing, twice, rinsing, and drying those.  They are on the counter, clean and dry by now.  Ready to make food.  Yeah, I had made beans in them, then left them to goo.  It... wasn't fun, but clean they are.

Burned out.

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Not sure why though.  It has been cooler, but nicely so.  I think it hit 80 today, or close.  But... that's nice.  It only got up to 74/76?  Or so.  Didn't have to turn the ac, didn't feel the need, have a want even.  The upstairs was 68/69 when I went to bed, 66/69 when I woke.  Nice.

I had good sleep.  I had food, coffee.  I got a shower in.  I made it to town, to pick up the steaks.  Which... weren't there?  A day late and they are gone.  But, I could and did reorder.  I won't fuss.  And, it was my fault.  Half dead or not, the world had rules.  I'm... not upset about it.  Plus, the steaks I reordered will be fresher.  Never worry.

Life has been quite pleasant, but I am have trouble living it even so.  And, I keep forgetting medicine.  In this case, putting it in a dispenser won't really help.  Forgetting would happen wherever it is.  I'll... try to get back to it.  I did get storebought milk, while in town.  For kefir.  I'll pull the kefir grains out, get them thawed, and...  Actually, they will thaw in the milk.  Though I need them to be thawed enough to drop out of the little containers.  Shouldn't take long.

The first few doses will be tossed.  It just isn't... good.  It takes a while for the kefir to really get going again.  I can't wait for that to be back on the menu.  I had to quit for the summer.  I couldn't keep up, well, in the heat.  Even with the ac, the heat is... oppressive.  Especially for us old ill guys.  I simply couldn't keep up.  On the good side, I did get all the jars and jugs cleaned and ready.  Lids on, so they will stay clean.  Though, I will put in the 160ish F tapwater.  I keep it hot.  But, at that temp, for ten minutes, it will pretty much sterilize.  Here is one quote "150 F for 20 minutes", I'll take that.  At 160, it will take less.  But, twenty minutes is fine.  Put them in a dishpan, flood them inside and out, with their plastic lids in tow, and... that should do.

Oh, another problem, was I wasn't able to wear compression socks.  The heat just... I couldn't.  Even with the ac.  Not sure it was just the heat.  Wearing those, for a while, tests one's fortitude.  They are harsh.  I just couldn't do much, medicine, compression socks, food.  It's been a slower summer.  But, fall is coming around.

Someone at the store was complaining that it was 80 outside.  I had to laugh.  It isn't uncommon for it to be 90, even 95, this time of year.  I just told her 80 is pleasant.  Didn't tell her that I'm three quarters dead, with a bad heart, a flooding body, and else, to boot.  Kids these days!  It really was nice, and I had compression socks, slacks, and two shirts... a t with a short sleeved semi-work, semi-dress shirt... buttoned up, too, if only the t was tucked.  She got a bit butthurt.  Though, she was chunky.  Then again, so am I.  Bleh.  :p

I got grapes and grapefruit.  The first of each month, I look around for something... different.  Fruits, usually, though sometimes worse, say corn chips and salsa, guacamole, such.  Cherries, if they look good, grapes, oranges, whatever looks the absolute best.  Grab a bag, or several, or such.  Even a few little plackets of berries.  Just... a... treat, usually a better one.  Variety, and such.  Finishing the grapes.  Will hit grapefruit the next few days.  Yum.  All sugar, but... yeah.

On to waking and polishing.  Grapes, that is.  A shower at some point.  I did open up the upstairs, turned off the ac.  The downstairs had a few windows open, I opened the rest upon waking.  Will open the front door.  It's 58 out there, so not terribly cool, or cold anyway.  But, pleasant.  Be well.

Yes, I see you too.

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I usually don't say much.  You visit as you will.  And... your... a guy.  Don't need notice.  Still, sometimes.  Just so you know.  I... do see.  This time?  A message.  You'll know.

I love it when she visits.

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Several of them.  I know when they are here.  Some of my... shows... draw them.  I think several have, of late.  Forgot to notice... was... thinking.

Don't do the titles.  No witch, as I have suggested before.  A child of messengers, no more, no less.  Most likely.  They know some things, suspect things anyway.  Who... really knows.  But, certain of my expositions draw them, collect them, pull them to see.  Evil, themselves, or me?

A rather good sleep.

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It was a bit cool, to be honest.  It was 68 near me, when I woke.  And when I went to sleep, 66 in the main of upstairs.  Trying to keep my feet warm enough, and cool enough, was an ongoing effort.  It has been 73 up there, at it's coolest, for the last month.  It'll take a bit to get used to the cooling conditions.

Dreams.  One, very long, very simple, as if I had gone on to work, after the Navy, and over twenty years in an office... the life and times of a corporate climber, I guess.  One of the most dull and uninspired dreams I have ever had, that I remember.  If that would have been my future, I think my time was better spent in pain, dying.

Then, one of Sam.  She was alive, again.  She ran up the stairs, I thought to find a place to sleep.  But, no.  The window with the ac, in the dream, was double pained.  Or... somehow different?  For some reason, Sam wanted out.  Her will knocked the ac out of the window.  But, the top back framed glass part came down.  So, she was trying to crawl up through between the windows, but couldn't fit.  I gently extricated her, and was going to take her outside... since she wanted out to badly.  Such a sad dream.  I don't know why.

Nothing.

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Nothing done.  Can't seem to do much.  Every time I would go to get started, I would end up right back where I started.  I did get food cooked, eaten.  It's... something.  Without food going in, there is no real chance to get at things.  So, I'll... keep eating, and making jabs at the list.

It is 74/75 down here, with the ac off, the place closed up.  Upstairs has ac running.  I'll enjoy that.  I won't turn the ac on down here, when going up.  Sometimes I do.  I just don't think it will be needed.  By the time I wake up it should be cool enough to open up.  15:00, as I am about to go down.

Not perfect, but I am stealing my way back into daytime.  Rather than sleeping at three to nine, or such.  Not sure if it's from effort, though there is that.  Or if the days and nights are just cool enough that I can push it on around.  Never can tell the cause, can only really see the effect.

Finally got to the steak.

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Had to wait until sunup.  Wanted to be more sure it wasn't going to rain again.  No great suffering, just had to turn the grill off and cover it up.  Without being able to see the sky, I wasn't willing to take another risk on it, is all.  It was and remained 55 through the night.  Which, given that it rained two or three different times, and dropped a pretty good lot of wetness, wasn't a bad temp.

Wherever these storms are coming from, it is relatively warm.  Then again, it is just August.  Strange.  But every year can be strange.  Most years, as a fact, are a bit peculiar.  Some places are hotter than usual, by a lot.  Some places are just hot, as usual?  I have a few eyes and ears on the ground, in various places.  I even check in with them, from time to time.

The steak came out just about as perfect as the last one.  Night quite.  This one could have used just a bit more cooking.  It was, pretty much, on the edge of rare and raw.  Just enough that it was still edible, but as mentioned, could have used just two more minutes.  I know why.  When I leaned it, to cook on an edge, it tipped.  Didn't cook on the edge, and hit the sidewall, so didn't cook flat, either.  Warmed it, some, but didn't really cook it.  I'll... figure something out, for that.  Even so, it was a fine meal.

So very nice.

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To bed around 15:30?  Up to an hour later, if I don't think so.  Pushed to stay awake later into the day.  Did!  Awoke a bit after midnight, but was able to stay in bed, even sleep, waking each hour after until I finally woke at a bit after four.  I thought three, but looking at the clock, I am sure I haven't been awake an hour and an half.

So, yes.  Though I probably did wake at a bit after three, as mentioned.  Must have thought that was when I awoke, but seeing the time now, not.

Sassy was fed, first thing.  Then I set up the last steak which had been thawed in the group recently.  Salted, peppered, both sides, with garlic powder on top.  Sitting out to meld and spice for an hour, forty five minutes really.  Then I turn the grill on.  By the time it is ready, the steak will have matured for a full hour, come up to room temp, the works.  It's how to do it.

Headache?

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Almost?  Sort of?  More as if my head were in a vise.  A... more comfortable vise.  Not pressure points, just pressure.  So, not quite really a headache, if it could end up as such.

Yes, still awake.  The videos, streaming through, new, old, very old, and some from... the beginning.  Before the big bang.  Well, of the localized sort.

Cream and eggs arrived.  And, I have a few things to do.  A shower was taken.  The house was closed up?  Well, the upstairs.  I never did open up down here, save the front door.  But this front room got down to 66, the rest of the house stayed around 72 (except upstairs, which was 68 until I shut it down).  Crazy.  This is more like mid-September or October weather.

To dinner.

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Heating the grill, again.  I had it on.  Forgot.  So, turned it off.  It was just too hot to cook on.  Back to it, this time... paying closer attention.  I'm not sure if I forgot to put a timer on, or just blew through the timer zone while lost in lady land.  Damn but women can... distract.  Oh, I know what you may think I am, but... you are so... very wrong.  That is just a means of hiding... from women.  Tricksters are good at illusion.  Funny thing is?  Women don't care.  See right through.  Dangerous little critters.

Anyway...  The grill was ready, so burgers went on.  What amazes me is, burgers done correctly?  No buns really needed.  Or anything else.  No fillers, no additives, nothing.  Though I may see if there are pickles around.  Maybe olives.  Both are keto too, by the way.  Still, I can, now, happily eat a few fried patties with nothing, and be very happy.  Mustard, olives, even lettuce on the side, might be nice from time to time.  Just... absolutely not needed.  A little salt, perhaps pepper, that's it.  Oh, but maybe cheese tonight.  All I have remaining is shredded cheddar.  Will be difficult to do right.  But... possible.  I like engineering challenges, even regarding food, baking, cooking.

It is down to 52 out there.  Not quite in the frigid zone.  The sky is clear, mostly.  The moon came out, is how I can tell.  When the storm went, it cooled further.  It may chill hard before long, or... not.  It is a delicious night, for high summer.  Though I have to wonder what winter might bring.  Shouldn't be thinking of that so early in the year, but no choice with as odd as weather has been.

Sleep and wonderful dreams.

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Mostly just chasing.  Women.  All night.  Well, and some catching.  I... can't get them off my mind.  Either you like them, or you don't.  Either you have tried, and at least succeeded at least enough to know, or you haven't.  If you ended up knowing, and liking, no matter what you try to tell yourself, they will always be a natural part of your... mind, psyche, needs, wants.  The other side of heaven.... and hell.

And, so it goes.  Dream after dream.  Some of women from my past, some of women I wanted but never got, some from women I am pretty sure wanted but it never happened, and some from some... nebulous future?  The scent, the feel, the chase... back and forth.

Love is so... difficult.  I think that is what eventually kills all men?  It sure tries.

Almost noon.

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I think this is about it.  The storm has cleared off, mostly, for now.  Though, usually, when storms, productive storms especially, begin passing through, they keep coming.  We'll see.  It is just at 70 out there.  Probably going to warm up quite a bit today?  Probably.  It is still high summer.

With the house closed up, down here, it is 70/73.  Rather than that feeling cold, after the last two or three days, that actually feels... not quite warm, but no longer cool, or cold.

I did remember to put the burger up, both the cooked and raw patties.  The burgers I had earlier were fantastic.  Simple, but really good.  I need to make homemade mayo, and more mustard.  Goes with those well.  Something about homemade, too.  At one time I would have looked down on homemade.  Now?  I am ashamed of my past.  But, I suppose, everyone has to go through stupid zones to get to better places.

With the right ingredients, these things are easy.  Not much special needed, for mustard.  Just seeds.  Vinegar can be as fancy or as simple as champagne to white.  But mayo absolutely requires homestead eggs.  Store bought eggs, at any price, don't work.  I am beginning to believe that half of what they do to storebought eggs is simply to make sure you can't make mayo at home, and other things most likely.  Crony bureaucracy, keep the plebes poor, and in their places, and at the store.  Force them to buy sugar laden, seed oil based, and worse foods.  Keeps the doctors and hospitals in loot.  Everything is rigged.

A bit of sleep.  Trying to sleep as late as possible.  Midnight... even two if at all possible.  Though, sometimes, I just can't push much.  I wake, and that's it.  Things to do tomorrow.  Maybe even tonight.  I do have food, so there is that.  Maybe tomato, keto pasta, and burger... for a pseudo "psaghetti"!  I'd love a real spaghetti dinner, but I just had pizza.  So, no.  But a one-off might do.  Or taco salad.  Depends on how much energy I have, how much I can do.  Taco salads are far easier.  But I... would prefer spaghetti.

I'd like to call my brother, but it's... a bit early.  Soon, in a few days... early next week.  Don't want to bother him, or my mother.  I'm trying to be careful, pace the calls.  I do my best.

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Got... lost... again.  An hour has past.  I need sleep.  On to it, I do believe.

Didn't go down.

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Burgers.  I fried three, then fried a lot of loose burger.  I have three uncooked patties for later.  I need to put things up.

Surprised I am still awake.  It's only 9:37.  But, yesterday was way off.  It's more like my system it trying to ignore yesterday and work as if nothing had bothered the schedule.  I have been awake a very long time, now, I think?  Though, too, I got a full sleep in there, early, and large.  So, there is that.  I think my system can handle something of a bump, currently.  Not always true, but this time.

Not feeling the best.

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A bit of an upset stomach.  Hungry, but... not really.  I want food, sustenance.  I just don't want to cook, clean to get to cooking, or even eat.  It's as if I had been drinking, even a day or two ago, and had a more negative reaction.  But that hasn't happened in ages.  The last few times I had beer, it was while out having a steak.  And was just one.  I think?  Gosh, been so long...

It's cool, still.  I keep wondering if it will get really cool.  But, so far, not really.  It is 54.  While that is cool, it isn't quite cold?  Into the mid 40s, and I'd start calling it cold.  It may hit that, if it keeps up with rain.  Though, maybe not.  If the moisture is from the south or west, it just won't.  Even, sometimes, this time of the year, the northern patterns won't bring cold, not always.

Crashed.

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Not sure when?  I closed up the house, went on to bed.  Could barely stand.  Between the days of work, getting out, putting the meat in the freezer, the weather, cool and dark, something just flipped off.  A breaker broke, tripped, whatnot.  Down I went.  I was grabbing at straws when closing up, hoping to delay what was seeming the inevitable.  No dice.

Was today (yesterday, by sleep cycle) the day I went to the store?  I... can't remember.  So wiped out, even now, memory is... a thing of the past.  Ouch.  Sleep was wonderful, gentle, long, embracing, and still with me.  Still dreaming of women though.  When one or three invade my privacy, stiffen... my resolve, get into my mind, dealing with that is... difficult.  Don't get off the boat!  But I have to go out, and usually it's okay.  It took... a number of them, to break through.  And a few of those actively.

I'm not saying I am handsome, or any such.  It has little to do with me, or them.  The puzzle pieces fit, and then a chemical thing happens.  If it happens on both ends, especially if neither of us really wants it, no matter how delicious it is, it just is what it is.  Watch squirrels, in mating season.  Same, same.  Bushy tails, a lot of running around, engorged... body parts, furtive eyes.  Delicious, but so... frustrating.  Ugh.

Ribs.

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Pork ribs.  They were done rightly.  Salted, peppered, with garlic and onion powder.  But... pork... just doesn't taste all that good straight up, on it's own.  Me, attempting to be a purist, have tried to have them just as written.  And... I can't.  Pork is a brutal meat to attempt to eat without gravy, or barbeque sauce, or... who knows what else.  But it cannot be eaten, even by me, just plain.  Even baked, cooked otherwise, or smoked to perfection.  Pork is too... something... to be eaten straight up.

I have canned baked beans.  Part of my prep.  I rarely eat those.  Bad enough being beans, but add in what else goes into baked beans, and it's not keto, is horrible for diabetics, people with poor other organs, and else.  Still, it's... a family favorite.  So, is a rare treat.  Besides, variety... there isn't a lot of choices.

Anyway, so I got that, and have some of the ribs cut and in that, soaking it in, and dispersing it's flavor in with the baked beans.  I am hoping that will cut that pork richness, or stink, or... whatever.  Harsh, straight pork.  Too much.  It used to be worse, pork has improved.  But it isn't... ever going to be beef, or even lamb.  If I want to eat it, I'll have to bend a knee, to some degree.  May have to see about keto barbeque sauces.  Pork is just too raw.

Still raining.  Crazy.  Just about lunch time.

Rain.

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Wow.  All morning.  Nearing noon, still raining.  I must be honest, I can't remember seeing it rain this much at one time since I have lived in this state.  I am sure it has.  Never in early August.  Winter, very possibly, is going to be a do over of last winter.  Though, things... could change, between now and then.

I went looking, and steaks are on sale again.  So, I ordered more.  Not a lot, just... a few more.  I'll be eating more steaks.  Nice.

A good morning, so far.

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Not getting to anything, mind you.  Exhausted.  Shopping and else, yesterday.  And three days of work before that.  Well, and after a month or three of being face down in the dirt.  Unable to function, pretty much at all.  So, yes, exhausted today.  But in the good way?  From some work or other, and interacting with women.

Nothing like seeing the reflection of attraction and terror in women within my age range, and yet still attractive.  Not literally my age, I suspect.  But within the range of interest.  And... a few of them, if my senses are as keen as I suggest, were viable.  Yes, that will... get my attention, and garner even more horror.  Thus be even more... attractive.  Life is crazy.  I love it, finally.

It was 53, first thing.  Is up to 56.  Not the sun, just... warmer air coming through with this portion of the storm.  Still stormy out there.  could easily rain more, or all day by the looks of it.  Or, maybe, just all break up and sneak off to wherever those things go.  I'm surprised it has stayed around for day.

Yesterday was rough.

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I stayed up to the afternoon, late afternoon.  At least 18:00 before finishing?  19:00?  I got a shower in, put up much of what had been washed, save  a few of those containers.  I want to get spices for those, hot spices.  Store them in airtight containers, of glass.  More fragile, but more lasting.  Get the spices out of the plastics.  Always plastics, we end up eating that.

Then to town, and to the store.  A lot of meat was purchased, at least twenty five packages, at two pounds per.  As well, a few other items.  They aren't doing larger salads, and are charging a lot more for what they are providing... probably triple the cost.  May have to attempt to put my own salads together.  Though, perhaps there is no saving to be had?

While at the store.  I saw them.  Attractive women.  No, not models, or glam girls, but the type I really like.  Next door girls, women really.  I... see one, once in a while.  I look, also, for flaws.  Keeps... interest at bay.  I work very diligently at keeping from getting an erection.  I am powerful, in these ways.

Finally!

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Nothing fancy.  Just finally got to a shower.  Which, at this point, isn't... a major thing.  I did three or four in a row, per day, then skipped one day.  But am back at it.  If you, or I really, go without showers or bathing or anything, for days, weeks... months?  Overdoing the return is to be expected.  The weird thing, as I mentioned, is that... the water wasn't nasty, I didn't smell bad, the filter didn't clog or even partially fill?  Anyway.

More, I have been planning a shower since I woke up, around 23:30?  Or so.  Just couldn't get it done.  Wasn't dishes in the way.  I knocked those out much earlier.  Almost as soon as I woke up.  I just... was having trouble doing anything else.  Still, done!

I checked the temp, at around 14:00.  It was still 68?  Crazy.  But with it warming, and nearing 70, I shut everything down.  Turned the ac on upstairs, but not down, or yet.  It has been a wonderful day.  Fresh air galore, pretty much from when I woke up.  I don't think I have seen a 68 degree day in high summer ever.  Certainly not for most of the day.  Perhaps for an hour, as a storm passes, at night.  But... not this.  Very peculiar.

A good waking?

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Yes, but not a working one, yet.  Mostly.  Well, I did do a few things to start the show.  Sassy was fed straight off.  I am waking later, as I am recovering the day... attempting it.  I made it to... 16:30?  Or so, give or take a quarter.  Awoke at 23:30?  Tried to sleep longer, my body just wasn't having it.  Up.

Then I reset the last of the dishes... the little grape embossed pseudo canning jars.  Don't think you can can in them, but they are airtight, glass, with flip-top lids.  I bought them for spices and herbs, to pull them out of plastic right away.  Two, it ended up, were broken.  But the lids were salvageable.  So, I did.  And, plastic lids for the various actual canning jars.  I have to use plastic because kefir, and some of the other things I make, are acidic, and would corrode metal, even stainless.  So...

I try to minimize plastics.  It's... toxic.  My microwave broke, I don't think I'll replace it.  Minimally, it does things to even good fats that you don't want to consume.  Mothers, in America, and around the world, honestly just don't give a rats ass.  They talk the talk, but at the end of the day, they shovel doritos and microwaved foods, or other carbs and sugars into their kids as fast as they can get them seated in front of a television or gaming console.

14:30

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Crashing, hard, fast.  I... had things on my to do list that just didn't get done.  I couldn't make it, couldn't remember, couldn't hold on.  Half the dishes were dried and put up.  The other half are still soaking, but in a rinse.  I did... three quarters, if you could two loads, with a wash and rinse.

No laundry started or needing dried.  Meat is thawing, should have plenty, tomorrow.  Or tonight, really.  Will check them, now, come to think of it.  If it is thawed, I don't want it out very long.  Hungry, very hungry.  I'll eat tonight.  Well, and the next few days.  Hungry.  If more in the mind than belly.

It is 88 out there.  Could get hotter, or not.  Some sort of weather system, or... phenomena, has moved in.  Hazy.  Still, 88 is warm enough to really be considered hot.  I haven't seen much hotter, but then I haven't been awake later in the afternoon, for a while.

Just a bit.

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The reverse osmosis system is back in place, as is the blender station.  Dishes were started, done, and are rinsing.  Hoping to finish those off, then get a shower.  I changed out water for Sassy, and have been feeding her.  I closed up the house, as it is about time.  Still staying 72/73 upstairs and down, all buttoned up, with the sun up and for a few hours.  All good.  Fans but no ac, yet.

Trying to push my days on through.  I made it to near noon yesterday.  If I can make it to eleven, that will be good.  I can't advance the day, every day, all the time.  But, if I can make it to 14:00, that would be better.

Ah, the first.  A few bills paid first thing.  A few orders places.  A few other things to do.  The first is both busy, and pleasant.  A minor joy, which is also a nuisance.  So goes life.

Yes, finish the dishes, take a shower, dry off well, drag through day a bit, then on to bed.  Sounds good to me.

Wow, a serious cooling.

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I was surprised when I looked up, and saw that inside the house was down to 67?  I had to check out there, see what the temp was.  It was 61 out there, but had rained.  I didn't hear.  Gaming, headphones... disconnected.  Though it may have been a quiet rain, that happens too.  My guess is it may have been a good deal cooler?  Well, and there was, and remains, wind.  Or strong breezes.

Pleased as punch, mind you.  It has been a while since I've had anything below 73.  And a long long time before that last time... perhaps a week or two ago, then a month?  Something.  And, to be honest, while 73 isn't bad, it really isn't good, definitely not great.  

Oh, remembered to go open up the upstairs.  It was at 70.  I'll be it will get much cooler.  Though, too, made hot cocoa coffee, sort of.  Need it, tonight.  My fingers aren't working as well, with the cool.  It's down to 71 near the computer.  All good.

Cool enough.

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It isn't even midnight.  The thermometer out there reads 68, but there is a really nice air movement, something between a breeze and a wind.  And it feels a lot cooler than the reading suggests.  Very nice.  So, I opened up the downstairs.  I'll get upstairs, before long.  Ac's will be off, fresh air in.  Nice.

I sorted the dishes which were drying.  I really like the new storage containers.  Not all glass, but the plastic is only on the lids.  The microwave died, I don't think I'll replace it?  It is handy, at times, I just don't trust the thing.  What it must do to fats is... spooky.  Then again, most people eat seed oils, so for them it doesn't matter.  

Though I wouldn't use the plastic lids even if I had a microwave.  And I certainly won't use plastic, or probably even glass, lids in the oven.  I think these are ovenproof.  I'll check again, but I think so.  Just don't take it from freezer to oven.  I... don't get some people.  Sure, once, maybe, if you are completely brainless.  But twice, three times, more?  I don't know what happened to this world?  Ah, drugs, most likely.

Crawled out... but up.

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Not sure when I went to bed, if I think slightly before or after noon.  It was 21:30 when I came downstairs, but I sorted a load of laundry first.  Still amazed at facial tissue, if I think it is kleenex brand, so there is that.  I use a lot of fac... kleenex.  Sometimes it gets stuffed in a pocket, and forgotten.

I check my pockets, when washing, but my mind must be on hard, metal, things, like keys or coin.  I'll have to adjust my senses?  Yes, I can retrain things to different sensitivities.  Anyway, when that comes out, it is like ribbons of cotton.  It doesn't dissolve, from washing or drying.  Though that may be a good thing.  It would be worse if it came out in tiny pieces, scattered everywhere.  I don't know how they design or manufacture that, but I must say, I am impressed.

I got the barrels pulled back from the street.  Trash barrel was left fallen, again, this week.  Unusual.  New driver, in a hurry or angry about something, or targeting certain people?  Last time I sort of got it.  The barrel had been loaded with light stuff, on the bottom, was off kilter.  Not... completely by me, from putting in the ac.  (Not a complaint, just a note)  This time?  No reason.  all the weight was lower, and it was more than half full, if it wasn't all that hefty.  Not sure.  A minor thing, though.  If that is all I have to complain about, I'll live with it.  Though, if it happens again, I will... make myself... apparent.  To the driver.  Watch him, a few times.  Minor annoyance, but usually soluble rather simply.

Not a bad run.

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Everything on even my most recent list, save putting more dishes in to soak.  I did finish the last load of laundry, even got it upstairs.  I finished rinsing, then drying, the last loads of dishes which were in.  And, then got a shower.  I... need a shower.  When one is inactive for months, then begins putting out some work... a shower goes from a want to a necessity.

Oh, well, and reset the r.o. device, getting it going, filling the water jars, then getting that system ready for future water needs.  Staying ahead of things is difficult.  Sometimes impossible.  Today, yesterday, and the day before, while somewhat miserable of flesh, from... losing weight, and the heat, plus other things?  Dunno, but, still, was able to get back to it.

I should make a list, for when I get to the store.  Cultured buttermilk, for making creme fraiche, more butter maybe, storebought milk for restarting kefir from previously frozen samples, salad especially if they have a family pack premade.  Oh, other things too.  And, of course, picking up the burger.  If I say a better sale, even if on 70 to 75 percent, I'll order more this month.  I wouldn't mind having a hundred pounds of burger in two pound packs, even more really.

Done, or very close.

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Did I get to it all?  I... can't be sure.  I did wash the dishes.  They are rinsing.  I may finish them.  I hope to, but it's both late and I am tired.  I did reset the laundry, the last batch for the night.  It ran through one fluff drying.  I am going to see if a single 20 to 30 minute run on low will finish those.  If not, I'll hit them again.

Want to get the dishes done, so as to take a shower before bed.  I've been sweating all evening.  In part from the warmth, humidity.  In part for my efforts.

I want the clothes dry, so as to take them on upstairs.  Perhaps to sort more when I wake this coming 'morning'.  I don't have as much to do, going forward, as for low hanging fruit.  Everything else, from now on, is... larger prey.  And, I am worn.

The chops were very good.  Done right, not too done, but definitely not raw.  A crunch on the exterior.  Nice.  As good as I can do with chops.  There were three left.  I salted them just a week, put them in a gallon ziplock, and put the blood sponges that came with the meat in with them, and between them.  But better cook them up quickly.  They were in very good condition though.  No funky odor or taste, no texture or touch anomalies.  Just like fresh.  Peas and corn made a nice side.

And, if I didn't mention it, trash and recycling were gathered, taken to the bins, and the bins taken to the curb for pickup.  Plus, I already bagged the indoor trash cans.

Really?  Not bad.  Not bad at all.  I am a bit worn.  Don't know what day it is.  Haven't really known what day it is for the last... while?  Oh, I look.  But I forget almost before I look away, it seems.  It says... Monday.  Monday?  I suppose, that is as good as any other day.

I checked outdoors.  Was surprised.  At a bit past eight, it was down to 65 out there.  Still, it will probably get hot soon.  There is a storm to the west, which kept the sun from popping out.  May still be doing so.  But won't for too long.  Perhaps something else will develop, or come through.  Or... not.  I just don't expect much relief.  Even the high 80s isn't... what I would call comfortable.

At least, with some cooling at night, sometimes, I can shut off the ac's and get fresh air.  I can only imagine what the electricity bill will be.  Last month it was around 60.  This month?  I have only been using ac this month.  Two of them.  Was using fans last month, and regular living.

Well... I'll... see what else can be done.  Got lost looking around youtube.  They must have unplugged history, because nothing is showing of any interest to me.  Assholes.

Never exactly as planned.

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I thought I would do the dishes, first.  Then hit the other things.  As it turns out, everything else, so far, first.  Laundry into the dryer, and stared.  A fluff dry.  Synthetics can be so darned particular... and shrink, and else.  Then this, and that.  Dinner is even going.

Trash and recycling have been collected, taken out, and then on to the curb.  Love having that stupid job done.  So often forget, or miss, or... you know.  Man, woman, or child, dealing with refuse is... a chore.  The price of living.

Blade chops.  Gotta cook these long, though not really high heat.  Garlic and onion powder, salt and pepper, and a pat of butter under them.  Five minutes on each side, then three minutes on each side.  These are thick, with heavy bones, three each, unlike chops the bones are on each end and one in the middle.  Gotta cook em', boy.  As well, I have corn and peas heating.  Love that stuff.

A wicked night.

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Earlier, I checked, when I first woke, it was 74 out.  Then, an hour later?  It was up to 76?  Right.  Then, it got down to 66, so I opened up.  When I took recycling to the curb, about an hour ago, it was up to 68?  The weather is being... peculiar.  It must be warm air masses, coming in, blowing through?  Not much of a breeze, or wind.  And it feels humid, hot, strangely.  Ugh.  This front room, at least near the computer, is 77.  Had to get up to check, but okay.  The main of this front room is 75, and the rest of the house is 73 (or cooler).  That measures the main room, the back rooms are usually a degree, to three, cooler.  Just the way the house is.  Upstairs?  Ac is still on.  Last I looked, it was 68 in the main, probably 71 to 73 near where I sleep.  Just... how that goes too.

Laundry should be ready.  Dishes too.  I cleared and cleaned the pee jug.  For whatever reason, I am going through one of those a night lately.  I didn't think I was drinking much, and I pee a lot.  Maybe... my body is just holding on to water more tightly than it seems?  Don't know.  Working on it.

Yes, I'll put the laundry over, get that drying.  Wash the dishes, then probably put them to a soak.  Then start the griddle, after checking the chops.  Yes.  I think so.  Hmm, and I need to get trash going, out, then to the curb.  I don't have a lot, but some.  I'll... sort that out.  Doing what I can.  Later.

A bit surprised.

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The short list?  Done, and a bit more.  Well, not all of the dishes put in, after the shower.  But a good start.  There was more, to be fair, than I had thought.  Two full dishpans.  Though, too, I was tired.  Did most of the gig in one straight shot.  Didn't want to set up any of the dishes to start, so doing most is good enough.  And, I had to clear and rinse the kefir jars, which was a bit of a chore on it's own.

Nice.  The laundry is dry, so I pulled that.  The other load, of course, isn't done because it wasn't started, or I wouldn't have been able to take a shower.  But, that is going now too.  It's an efficiency washer, though if that is supposed to save on water, electricity, or both, I'm not sure.  But I have my doubts as to whether it actually does either.  But, it does wash in such a way that the clothes last longer.  But are they as clean?  All sorts of doubts.  All "efficiency" seems to be a lie, at the best, criminal as a usual, and evil more often than either of those others.

Clean.  So very clean.  Three showers each day for the last three days.  Not, absolutely not, needed.  But wanted, and enjoyed.  It had been... a while... since the last shower, longer since the next one back, and so much further back the time before that I... almost forgot what those were about.  Boosted moral, cooled me down, made me feel like a king... for a few moments.

So warm!

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The coolest I could get the cave was between 74 and 75.  Just... too warm to find a way to hitch things up and get going.  So far.  I just checked outside, half an hour ago or so.  Down to 66.  While that isn't quite nice, it's better than in here.  Can I get that in here?  A bit, over a lot of time.  So, I opened it up.  Just... hoping for something better, so as to get to work.

I'll go looking for the last parts for the synthetics wash.  Just, there isn't much there, and should be more.  I have a few things on my mind.  A coffee, after?  I'd really like to fry some chops, if they are still good.  Oh, and maybe put ribs in the oven.  Those just won't do on the griddle.  Might on the smoker/grill, but I don't have charcoal.  The last time I looked, the price of good charcoal was out of my range, and the poundage had dropped.  What had been $15 or less for 30# was now $30 for #15.  No thank you.  I'll check again this payday.  Though, perhaps I can get some, and just use it rarely.

Oh, but I think I'll get a shower in first.  Well, collect what I want washed, get that set up, then take a shower.  And, finally, start that.  Reset the dryer, for the load that is in there.  Trying to get this, and that, and those things done, in an orderly and ongoing process, is a bit of a trick.  But, lately, I have been doing better at it.  Would like to keep it up, even if my eyelids are sweating.  Just a bit hotter than I can easily manage.

Already at it.

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Not as planned, hoped, for a first thing.  Mostly.  I had planned on working upstairs, doing laundry... separating, folding, putting away.  Then a shower.  Then... other things.  But, when I woke, my toenails... hurt?  In part from dreaming about it.  Like they had become creepy... which they had.  But, too, I was uncomfortable with them through the night, awake and in dreams, or... so it seemed as I woke.

I had a burning desire to get those clipped.  But, too, fear.  The clippers I need to cut those things are... powerful.  If they were wide enough to go around a whole digit, they could take it off.  And, my vision isn't great, and I can get shaky... from nerves, or applying that much pressure in a small device.  Trimming is a frightful thing.

Almost.

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Waiting on laundry to dry.  I did put another load in, I think I mentioned.  So it will have to go in the dryer.  I just won't wait for it.  I will have to remember to check in when I wake.  But I plan to do one last load before I am finished with laundry for a bit.

The dishes were completed, dried, and are out air drying.  I really thought about starting more dishes, but I want a shower first thing.  So, no.  But, I will start a next load of dishes sometimes early in what passes for my day.  Reset the dryer for a finishing spin while starting a final load.  Oh, and trash out.

I found trash bags upstairs, the last of the lot.  Not happy with how many of those which are being stolen.  Will have to order more.  Still, the trash bins have been bagged, so trash collecting has been happening.  I'll need to get trash and recycling out.  Recycling is full, so that is that.  But there is plenty of room in the trash barrel.

It's supposed to get up to a hundred or more today.  But only be in the high 80s the following few days, or so a bird chirped.  Still, that's all hot.  Oh, but there might be a wet storm coming through.  We'll see.  It's bedtime.  I have been a very good boy, I shall dream very good dreams.  Someone's been... flirting.  I think I hit a nerve.  Her?  One of hers, if I... suspect I know.  I may play the fine videos later.  I... like women.  Mostly.

Uncertainty.

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Oh, and it remains.  Every time I think I am done, I do a bit more.  So far, I have put the last load in the dryer, and it is timing down.  The batch before it is in the basket, save three towels I pulled out, folded, and put away.  Well, and a t-shirt and pair of shorts I pulled to change into.

Before that, I did clear the freezertop, and cleaned in.  To the shine, as they say.  I really thought I might be done, took a bit of a break.  But, no, I... could get a shower in.  And, after, set up dishes for a rinse.  Can I get those, before going to bed?  Maybe.

The hope is the put the now last load of wash into the dryer, after making sure the load before it is dry.  Then getting those upstairs as I go.  As well, to do the dishes.  I don't think I'll set any more dishes up.  That would just be a touch too much.  First I'd have to pull them out of boxes, and whatever packaging, then get them in.  One is broken, of a set of twelve or twenty, noticed that right off.  Not worth sending back.  I can take a small hit.  Lord knows they do.  I just won't be that one.

Confused.

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Sorting out Dark Souls 3.  Trying to decide whether to keep trying, on some bosses.  Or to just go on and attempt to at least complete one of the two dlc game portions.  I can't seem to quite get it sorted out.  I just can't pull it together, advance, or go back... I just am not thinking well.

I am doing bits and pieces, through the night.  If even work is confusing.  One load of laundry should be done shortly.  The last will be put in, the last for the night, and finished drying yet tonight.  And, those will be taken up.  As well, I will be doing more work on that which is already up there.

One little goal is to find shirts with stains, on the front, and only wear those at home.  And, to find shirts without stains (or tears, holes, or too worn), separate those into their own (for going out) group.  And, if I don't have any good shirts anymore, replace some of them, add the really bad ones to the rag bag, and begin again.

Bits and pieces.

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Digging through the night.  A little here, there, next.  Breaks as needed, which is often.  But doing better than yesterday, which I think was better than the day before.

Laundry was set to a final spin, then folded and put up, along with other towels that were already folded but waiting in there.  A pee jug was washed out.  I now have a fresh one upstairs, and four clean ones down here.  I let them soak in the bleach for a while.  All are probably ready, save that one.

Then I cleaned the toilet.  It's... been a while.  I haven't been active, or well.  Cooler, than the option that was usual, from years past.  But still not exactly pleasant.  It's a hot world.  Hot is difficult.  Cooler is just that, but only that.  It's down to 66.  I'm not going to open it up for that.  If it gets to 60, by midnight, I bother with it.  If not, I just don't.  Probably.

Ah-ha!

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Just a little thing, but...  I noted, the other day, after looking, that hamburger was on sale.  At both of my regular stores.  Not the greatest price, but better than I have seen in months.  Sometimes you take what you can get.  Like now.

One of the stores, often, requires five pound allotments, of their sale burger.  I did that once.  I had to repackage.  That wasn't good.  I still have some of that, and it works.  But it was a cost, and a lot of work, and used freezer bags.  So... no.  I called the other store, to see if they would do it in two pound packages.  Check, they would, did.

As well, as always, from now on, when dealing with any store, I get a quote, have them write the rough quote on the order, make sure they right the size of the packages, the number of them, and the weight.  That is no guarantee, mind you.  But if something is too off, I'll walk from the deal.  I won't debate, overspend, or else anymore.  They did offer freezer bagging, but I turned that down, at $.50 more per pound.  No.  And, will pick it up on the 1st... since the sale runs through the first, and I don't get paid until the first.  Check.

Oh, ouch.

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Ribs, internals.  Not organs, mind you.  Just the mechanics of my torso.  It truly feels like I was in more than a fight, even against a group.  This feels more like curing after being kicked by a mule, or a belly flop onto the ground from five or ten feet.  This is harsh.

I use the equivalent of three mattresses, floor mats anyway.  That isn't the problem.  I really think it is just that as fat goes away, I become sparse against the floor, right through the mattresses.  My body will simply have to adjust.  Though, maybe skinny people can't sleep on the floor?

Mind you, I am not skinny, yet.  Just... thinner.  Thirty to forty pounds is all so far, but that all came off my gut.  And I feel it.  It isn't just my gut that is odd.  My legs.  They are almost always asleep.  No butt cushioning, when I sit.  I would have thought losing weight would help those things, less mass crushing down?  I guess I never thought about a lack of padding.  Miserable.  But... I'll take it, if I can, and continue losing if possible.  I just hope, when I hit bottom, and everybody hits bottom eventually, I will be able to adjust.  I am hoping I might adjust as I bottom out.  This really hurts.

Not a bad go of things.

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Laundry is ongoing, but it is ongoing.  I should be able to get the last load in before bedtime.  I think the next to the last load is probably done.  The washing machine will get a day off, before I begin again.  Whites, three various loads of them, through today.  Tomorrow, back to colors, a load, or two, and maybe a load of synthetics.

Then a shower.  Nice.  Very nice.  It's been a while.  Very needed.  No trimming of whiskers.  Okay.  A shower was very good though.

Then, on to set up dishes.  Three loads.  Mostly just needing rinsed.  If I have two soaking in soapy water anyway.  And one just rinsing.  Not bad.

Finally.

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I decided to open up.  This front room was staying right at 82.  It was 60 outside.  So, I opened everything, jacked the fans to high, and let the heat out.  It's down to 74 a few hours later.  Good, good.  I might even close it up shortly.

I made sure the last load was dry, by... running it another spin.  Then pulled it, put in the next load, and added a load of wash.  Hopefully I'll get that all done tonight.  As well, I plan on getting a shower, perhaps trimming whiskers.  Then setting up dishes.  Nothing fancy, it won't be a lot.  But it will be another start.

Gaming.  Trying to finish some things.  May not be possible.  The drop rate on some things is too incredibly miniscule.  It is in case a guy can't, or won't, play pvp (player versus player).  The problem, besides me not playing that way, is that with such an old game, I doubt if pvp is even available.  So... I don't think it will be possible to plug through.

I don't know.

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Something is wrong, if I don't know if it will be fatal?  Perhaps it is just what going through high summer is like, with ac.  I am able to be more aware.  And, while the air conditioners make life bearable, the oppressive heat is still all around.  Step outside and I just about go blind, in the day.  But, it's more than just blind of the eye.  The heat hits so hard I end up having to go back in and sit.  It's murder out there.

I could only imagine what living in that, full time, must be like, and must do to people.  It takes you right down to the sheer basics, animal instincts, and a meanness that is dangerous.  Assuming you can survive it.  Any extremes, heat, cold, altitude, all... change the human body and mind.  You become more able to survive... assuming you do survive.  But at the cost of some of your humanity.

I've... been there, done that.  Living in Iowa seems a pleasant place, but the extremes there are severe.  And, I lived there before ac was a thing, for private (middle class or below) homes.  Even heat was limited, in homes.  People worked half to be able to not heat their homes as much as anything.

Cool enough.

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If later.  Around 3:30, it got to 57.  Not terribly cool, but cool enough to open things up for a bit.  I won't keep it open too awfully long.  A shower, and to bed, is the plan.  But I have to finish laundry to get to it.  I have some pants in the dryer.  They were in the wash possibly overlong.  Hope they dry out okay.  But, the towels are in the wash.  Either way, those will go into the dryer shortly.  If the pants have a strong smell, I'll just wash them again, and with vinegar.

I am back to playing Dark Souls 3.  I just won't, can't, complete a few of the dlc's.  The bosses are simply too difficult, and I am burned out.  I'm not interested in playing so often, and not seeing a way through.  I did beat a few other bosses which were like that, but... I'm done.  Mostly, now, I am trying to get the last trophies.  To finish the game I will have to play it part way through again.  Bosses drop something which can be used for spells or weapons.  I need some of those things.  I think, no matter how you do it, you have to play through at least twice.  Or once and a half?  Not exactly sure.  Maybe even three times?  Will find out.

The only thing bad about playing a second time through is that those bosses I can't beat on the first level will become impossible.  If I can't beat them on the first play through, I won't be able to on the other playthroughs.  The monsters get more hp, do more damage, and take less damage, or some combination.  And, I gain nothing, save starting out a bit more well set up than the first game.  Early game is slightly easier?  But late game... becomes unlikely.

I thought I was going to crash.

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Sort of did.  Just not all the way.  As the place cooled a bit, I got it.  The heat, through the day, raw, was too much.  It crushed me.  But, cooling since then, has helped.  I was almost falling off my chair.  So very tired, and still hurting though too.  But, no, I think I'll be up for a while.  Still a bit heatsick, but have had much worse.  This was half a day, when I've had it for weeks, or months really, yea... that was rough.

Gizzards are going.  Might be done?  Nope.  But, will be shortly.  

I checked about half an hour ago, an hour?  It was 74.  Too warm to shut things down and open up the house.  Just now, it was 69.  Still too warm.

Stupid.

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I crashed, hard.  Thought the windows up there were closed.  They weren't.  Turned the ac on, little that did.  It was hot up there, when I woke.  Chest, whole torso really, feels like someone had been walking on me.  Even arms and legs are sore.  Strange.  Whatever.  I am awake.

Warm to hot down here.  Ac was turned on.  Windows were checked, and are closed.  I left the ac on upstairs as well, if I did close the windows.  I may end up back in bed.  The only reason I am not in bed now is because it hurts to recline.  So, I'm up, for a bit.

Sassy was fed, first thing.  I'm heating water for coffee, will reset her litter boxes when I go to make that.  I got her fresh water yesterday, five cups.  So she should be good until tomorrow.  I try to remember to change her water every other day, in this heat.  And, it's paying.  She had been becoming a bit disheveled.  Extra clean, and more, water, seems to help her help herself.

Yes, I hurt.

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Medicine isn't helping.  Painkillers aren't doing anything for it.  My chest, like heartburn, only higher.  Not a g.i. thing.  Heart, definitely.  It's tired, people.

On to bed.  Been gaming.  And doing small bits of work.  Not much.

I opened up just a bit.  It got down to 57.  But it's bed time.  Never did get all the windows open.  Some.  Closed now, if ac is off downstairs.  It is on upstairs.  Bedtime.  Gosh, I hope I can rest.  Long or short.  Goodnight.

A difficult day.

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My heart, it hurts.  A cough, in there too.  A dry cough?  Sort of, dry and yet developing spit.  Not large amounts of phlegm, just... creating spit when I cough.  But, that hurts the heart more.  Strange.  Again, when I bend, feeding Sassy, or clearing her litter box, it feels like my heart is going to fall out of something.  A very strange thing.

It's not the worst I have felt.  But it is happening more frequently, and is in that "bad to worse" zone.  I am getting plenty of sleep.  Gaming is actually somehow improving bp.  Not by a lot.  Though it seems keeping busy, in whatever manner that I may, helps?  By the numbers, yes.  Though, is the stress doing damage?  Dunno, maybe.

*ring*

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Hello?  Surprised voice... "Your up!".  I think, I am now.  Brother the main called.  He looked up friends from when we lived in Akron.  Colorado, not Ohio... or else.  The kids of the men who owned and operated the Norka.  No yolk?  It was a restaurant, bar, and hotel.  Motel?  A multistoried affair.  Fancy, for a cow poke, dirt farmer, sort of area.  Not mocking, I was a street rat, if in a small rural town sort of way.

The last post by any was in 2019, or so.  Facebook, maybe another?  Marines, for one, and a few kids.  Oh, and the son of the man who ran the grocery store, same town.  Hard work, lots of it,  Yeulenhops?  I have no idea how to spell that last name.  They, save for one of the four he found, were good friends, great friends.  One I got in a lot of trouble with.  His daddy paid off his sins, I worked mine off.

No contact, but it was interesting.  Oh, and a girl, from back when.  She was hot.  Mexican.  But, like that ever really mattered.  My brother, that brother, is half.  I'm a double breed.  Mom is a high yellow.  Shit is what it is.  Not only was she hot, she was tall, like six foot?  I dreamed of her Jennie, all I'm saying.

Cooling.

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I checked about an hour ago.  It was down to sixty, at 23:30 or so.  So I opened everything up.  I had turned the ac on for a bit, but later, like around 20:00?  It was starting to warm in here.  So it really hadn't been on long.  And, upstairs had just been closed up and left, with a few fans going.  It was 79/79 upstairs.  I opened the windows and boosted the fans.

Still warm in this front room, and not chilling in the rest of the house.  But, not terrible.  Cheese, and gaming.  Cheese arrived today.  I have found that one of the tricks is to have cheese, by itself, from time to time.  And then sometimes cheese and salami.  It's less... problematic, for my g.i., upper or lower.  That and coffee.  Helps... keeps things moving.

Oh, and I got the last of the salami cut and packaged, then packaged those.  It is supposed to... cutting, bagging, and freezing... help the salami to last six months.  I'll see.  Once a month, maybe twice, I'll pull out a chunk, let it thaw, and see.  If it works, this will help.  My favorite salami is often just not available.  It isn't terribly expensive.  Terribly.

Interesting.

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No idea when I went to bed.  Earlier.  Around dawn, some time between five and seven?  I couldn't stay up longer.  Zapped.  Beautiful night though.  It got down to 71/73 inside?  Crazy cool, for this time of year, and only 55 outside, but there was a solid light wind for much of the night, until around three?  Give or take.

Anyway.  Up at 16:00.  It was 79/79 upstairs.  I had closed the windows, not turned on ac, but did have the fans on.  I MUST be acclimating to the heat.  No, not even uncomfortable.  Not a sweaty blob, not a mess of a man.  Just... a nice, clean, easy wake.  Rested, well rested.  Comfortable.  That is absolutely insane, sounding, to my ears.  I remember, even just this year, when 73 room temps were making me queasy, ill, sick.

No, I didn't get another thing done last night.  A shower, first thing, today.  Or... first thing I can do?  I did bring the garbage bin back from the curb, while checking temps.  It's 90 out there.  May have been hotter, but I don't think so.  Doesn't have the feel as if it cooled.  Could have, but don't think so.

Moving along.

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Not quickly, but... given the givens, not bad.  Trash collected, and out.  And I'll look, see if neighbors are taking recycling out.  Probably not, but... I'll... look.  Neighbor number one says no, but... I... just am hoping.  Sassy has been tended, well.  She seems happy with things.  I am pleased with her.  She is a very good friend.  Puts up with me, mostly, too.

Whiskers trimmed.  May just take them all the way off.  I don't know, thinking on the matter.  A shower soon?  Soon.  I am hungry, just really don't have anything easy, and don't have the energy for more.  Should get more out thawing.  Hoping for a sale on burger soon, running low.  If I see a good price, I'll try to get thirty to fifty pounds.  If a seriously good price, I'll double the high end.  Two pound packs works well.  One pound is good, but... I'm finding that to be a bit shy, these days.  Sure, that's only twenty five packs, but the packs last for three to five days.  The way I do things these days.

Yes, a shower.  Maybe finishing the trim.  Checking on recycling.  Resetting dishes.  Turning laundry.  No fresh start of things to wash, just putting what is in the washing machine into the dryer, and taking what is in the dryer up to be processed... and maybe more.  I have... excess still in the laundry room, if I have been going through that these last few days.

Cooling down nicely.

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Just before 23:00, and it was 66 with a solid breeze going.  It sure feels like a goodly bit of cooler air is coming.  Though... you just can't ever be sure, here.  Still, it felt so good, I opened up the cave, upstairs and down, turned off ac's, if I am leaving fans going for now.  If it cools enough, I may even shut those off.

I did start in on the tub, getting that clean... cleaner.  It needs more work than I have got to give it, but this is a start.  A shower, in a bit.  I haven't hit much else.  Trying to get something done in the game, in order to try some bosses again.  I am stuck on the two most difficult bosses in the game.  I'll... put out a vid on one of them.  Or, two vids.  Been looking for a way.  There is supposed to be a way to cheese that boss, but it must have been patched.  They are saying that it hasn't been, but it has.  At least for some of us.

Down about eight hours.

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When I awoke, I got right to some small chores.  Sorting socks, a few towels for the kitchen and bathroom... large and small, sorting underwear to a degree, and some clothes... all of which turned out to be winter wear, but that's fine.  I matched a bunch of socks.  Didn't fold the underwear, but have them in a pile.  Towels were folded, sorted, and brought down for use.  Winter clothing went on the pile of other winter clothing, hanging over a rack.  A... good start.

I left the ac on, so that I can get to some more work up there later this evening.  I never got to more work, other than running the dryer one last time, with that second to last load, to make sure it was dry.  I'll get the other load over tonight, and have that which is dry ready to go up when I head up to manage more things upstairs.

After the shower, I'll get dishes back in for a final soapy soak.  Probably doesn't need it, but... I like things absolutely squeaky clean, especially glass.  Pleasing on the eye, and tongue.  Oh, I may trim, too.  But first, I best feed Sassy?  Maybe I already did?  I think I did, and took care of her litter boxes.  Fresh water just yesterday.  So... all good.

Not much more.

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I did get the laundry dried, the one load.  I'll take that out, and upstairs, while I go.  Putting the next load in.  I'll also get a shower taken.  Love those.  Then set up dishes for a final soapy soak.  Upstairs, I'll do a bit of sorting of clothes, what I can do, then on to sleep.

Last I looked it was only 76 outside.  Cloudy, darker weather moved in.  No rain, not yet.  But it sure feels like that could happen.  It'll either do that and pass, or just give some shade, thus cool, then pass.  Storms don't last long here, save maybe in winter.  Not even August and it is already clouding up again?  Okay.

I also called my mother and brother.  I try to space my calls.  With mother, I try to go four to eight days.  With my brother every two to four weeks.  They get... persnickety when I call too often.  I have no news, and that is what they want.  They so often forget I am alive for no logical reason or purpose, save if God has one, or more.  He hasn't shared that with them or me.  And, yet, they... want me to... be more, do more.

Maybe?

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I got the recycling to the curb.  Then remembered... it may be a state holiday tomorrow.  Something something, the end of July.  They do fireworks, and else, like a local... or state really... fourth of July redo?  Uhrm, looked it up.  Pioneer Days, and celebrates when Mormons came to the Salt Lake Valley area.  It is on the 24th, I think they have a long weekend for it?  But, that means trash and recycling won't be being picked up.

Plus, they have parades.  It would be rude to put the bins out.  So... I won't.  I will look, make sure the neighbors haven't put theirs out.  But, yeah.  Okay.  Still, I'll get the trash out, to the bin.  And just have those ready to be go when... when it's time, I guess.  I am sure I have mistakenly put them out.  Probably on the 4th even.  I'm just... not always aware of... the world out there.  So few, and loose, connections with people.  I just... don't know when, or what, is happening.  This time.  This time I remembered.

The goal, next, is a shower.  Then to put the dishes back in for a final soapy soak?  Sure.  And clean off the freezertop.  And, do some laundry.  Nothing fancy, not a lot, just... some finishing touches here and there.  And, to bed by anytime from eight to noon.  Trying to push it later, not succeeding.  Sometimes I just can't push.  Or... pushing does no good.  I'll get a bit more done.

Oh, it's not cooling off, at all.  It is still right at 68.  If it doesn't cool off much in the next few hours, I'll just close up shop, and turn the ac on.  It's difficult to work in this warmer weather.  And, when I turn the ac's off, at 68, it just warms the cave.  It's 74/76 downstairs.  Probably similar upstairs.  I need it, prefer it, just a bit cooler.