I keep looking at new vehicles.

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Oh, not looking for a great deal.  They could cut the price by seventy percent and I wouldn't buy a new vehicle.  Truck, SUV, car (if... they still make cars?), there isn't anything available, that I am aware of, which is worth buying.  From infotainment to data collection to recalls (and recalls that aren't happening but should be) to failures of manufacturers to honor their contractual obligations to service warantees.

No, what I am looking for is a change in the process.  To be honest, it looks like manufacturers were given an offer they couldn't refuse.  Basically, they can still make, and sell, automobiles.  But they have to be of extremely low quality, irreparable, and exceedingly expensive.  Just disposable toys for the rich.

Only to 68 today.

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It didn't even reach 71 out there, only hitting 68.  Which is a twenty five to seven degree reduction from their prediction from the very day before.  As well, it rained for at least four hours.  How much I haven't heard, didn't see.  But if they suggest less than two inches, it's bogus reporting.  Mind you, in a normal year, 365 days, we only receive nine to thirteen inches... if most of it arrives in this time of the year.  Still, that's a lot of rain on a single day.

On another matter, mother didn't eat all of the rice and chicken.  I searched the fridge.  She must have left it out?  I hadn't checked pots or pans.  Not much better, though.  As now I won't eat, possibly bad, food.  *shrug*

Strange weather.

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Talking about the weather?  Well... it went from nearly one hundred, for a bit over a month, then took a breather or two into the mid eighties.  Went back up, and looked to be holding in the mid nineties for the foreseeable future.  Then, out of the blue, the high today is set to be 71?

I initially thought the forecast was a mistake, or even a joke.  Looking out, just out?  It looks like a storm moved in.  A massive one.  And it is raining.  Still, that is a massive change to... everything.  Rarely does the rainy season hit so hard or get so cool so fast.

Remnant II: Better

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Only on the easiest mode, still solo.  I have everything leveled, and have found enough items which, paired with skills and weapon mods, can focus enough survival capacity with dps to make the game, mostly, playable.  At least against bosses in which a grounded, limited by terrain, attack dog can reach.

So... there are limits.  However, I am working on rough drafting a 'toon, with the right classes, gear, weapons, and else, for flying bosses and enemies, and for over, through, or around terrain limits.  I wish the game had several arrangements that could be set up, in a template, then automatically switch all and everything, with a toggle.  Maybe it's in there?  I haven't found presets.  So, for now, I have to write out the lists and reset everything manually.

A bit of shopping.

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With it looking like mom is really heading out, I am beginning to restock.  Not... everything I used to carry.  But a few items I still want on hand, things she burned through, gifted away, sold?  Paper plates, paper towels, and a few such items.  She'll get a starer kit, but no more.  And, much, I am having her buy.  I'll just fill out her kit, a bit, to start.

I am teaching her to buy in bulk.  Much cheaper.  And I will keep a small larder for her here.  NOT to be confused with my goods!  You can buy a case of tp for $33.  With enough for six months to a year (for me).  While a small supply at the store, a sixth that amount, costs half that much... or close.  Paper plates, too.  Far cheaper in larger amounts.  Women have completely forgotten home economics.

I caught it!

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It never shows, in the forecast.  It doesn't remain in the record.  But it might appear in the reading feed.  It did last night.

Scheduled to cook a few degrees an hour, from the high to 60ish in the early dark.  It was doing that, until it didn't.  It spiked from 68 I think I saw it, to 77!  And stayed hot, really, for several hours.  It then started coming back down.

Heat exhaustion.

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Though, really, most of the summer has been good.  Hot.  Even extra hot this year.  But sufferable.  Until recently.  Technically, the temps are slightly cooler than much of the season to date.  Humidity, or dew point as you might prefer, is low.  Maybe not down to seven percent, but that is a fluke on it's own.  In the twenties to thirties, percentages.

I honestly don't think it is heat exhaustion though.  I think it is the type l, and... level or time, of the heat.  While it isn't climbing into the high nineties or low hundreds, it is staying warm day and night.  The night does cool.  It just doesn't have any affect on the house.  And it doesn't cool as much or until later.

Still not great.

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Better.  The constant ache left sometime last evening.  Strangely, I didn't sense it leave.  Was I gaming?  I suspect so, distracted.  There is still a milder soreness in the area, but easily relieved through various positionings.  Only noted when I either think about it or leave it in a wrong position for too long, if the right and wrong placements seem to both be moving targets, sometimes one becoming the other.  Still, I mostly consider to ignore the pain. 

Gaming.  If i am so burned out on gaming, specifically such a complex game.  But it is something, something I can do.  Since I can't do much else, or even sleep more, I game.

Remnant II: Current Status

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I started a new character.  Making sure to start with, and maintaining, a class with summons... or a dog.  The same thing, mostly.  Then I started leveling, first the summoner.  Then tried adding the handler (for the dog).  With both of those, the game was much easier.   At least to the levels I have achieved in the various measures.

However, I have moved on, in the secondary 'toon.  Leveling other classes.  And difficulty increased.  However, with my main character, with all alt classes (at least available to my game update status), I may just go to the dual dog/else summon class and see if that allows better play.

The good with the bad.

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My feet, the knuckles, else, are finally better.  I can mostly walk carefree.  If... I still keep an eye to things, and pray for protection against curses.  Adding that such be returned to sender as the divine actors see fit.  So, there is that.  Now, however, I have regular cramping in the upper ankle area.

That, though, I may have inadvertently caused myself.  I haven't been taking meds.  I feared a fluid buildup, so took a larger dose of waterpills than is the norm.  If I have a buildup, that opens things up and clears the backlog.  If I don't have a buildup, I can dump electrolytes and else, making cramps a high likelihood.  It turns it was the latter.

Hot.

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No hotter, according to the thermometer and my preferred weather source.  It didn't cool much last night, if even that isn't unusual.  What is different is how I feel, subjectively?  Or is there something else to it.  Humidity?  Atmospheric pressure changes?  Blood sugar riding high?  I feel hot.  May just be heat exhaustion.  It can wear me out after a while.

I remembered to get trash and recycling out.  Not sure it is recycling pickup today.  But most neighbors have it out, so I gambled they were likely more correct.  Not all that full, if in part it is the point, process, than else.

I keep dreaming of being murdered.  Not predictive, at this point.  Just... the fuss writ larger.  Rough deaths, but if I must die hard, I prefer extra hard.  As with real life though, rough doesn't mean fast.  Hell, draino took eighteen hours of gut fire to kill me, even then it was pain exhaustion not physical damage, and I didn't stay dead.  So, yeah, if I go, I'll fight to live, even if it hurts like hell.

So tired.  Couldn't sleep.  Still almost can't?  Will try.  Good night. 

Remnant II: part III

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Difficult?  More a game built for coop.  Not a multiplayer thing, in the broader sense.  Made for a group of friends, or larger pool of associates, to team up.  While solo play is allowed, and sometimes doable, it really isn't a solo game.

Once you suffer enough, level certain classes, learn a few tricks to overlevel while that is still possible, it almost seems good.  Then the next major area is rough again.  At some point, unless you are an absolute masochist nerd type?  You will hit limits.

Better, but cautious.

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I was, roughly, led to believe she would be leaving this month.  Over time, it came out that it will be a month, or two.  Maybe sooner, as some may be moving.  And their apartments, if they go, are move-in ready. 

She was going to skip paying rent here, which doesn't even cover her food and extra utilities.  And thought I would still pay her rent and utilities there.  No.  I nipped that right in the bud.  Demanding rent, storage fee (it's for her stuff), and a few things she bought through amazon last month.  Oh, and nothing gets ordered, through amazon for her, without cash (or a check) up front.  Her memory is extremely selective.

Late is the hour.

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It is 14:16, as I write.  So very late.  I have been awake for an half hour, maybe an hour?  Perhaps up to an half hour more.  Can't be sure.  Reviewing tactics on some boss fights.  Reviewing new to me tunes, and some old.  Exploring other vids, eliminating the dei submissions as soon as a poc or deviants appear.  Especially where they absolutely don't belong.

Sometimes you can find something not completely intellectually, culturally, or racially smattered, or whole, shit.  Rare, but it happens.  Just... don't bother combining notions of Spartans with black African.  Or high IQ traits with exceptions (which probably don't even exist in the way suggested).  Your... taint is showing.

Not bad.

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To town, a bit of grocery shopping.  Mother did other shopping.  She bought scent dispersing devices.  One for me.  In spite of having told her a dozen dozen times that I don't use that type, or even want the toxic trash in my home.  If I want to spiffy up, odor wise, I use a soapstone and bee's wax candle essence disperser.  Whether fruit, floral, or ancient traditional essences, such as myrrh, sandalwood, frankincense, and the like. 

I went easy on her.  But had to refuse the offer.

Cold!

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Here at 10:32, it is still only up to 68 today.  I had sensed cold was on the way.  Usually my indicators, when correct, means a few days to weeks from happening.  This was almost an immediate cooling.  Of course, my prognosticators are rarely dated.  Just... not usually an immediate thing.  I was going to post about my signal, didn't get the chance.

In the house, it was 75.  After closing everything up and turning off the fans.  That doesn't sound cold, but I live nearly a mile up, and it had been 80 for the last month, as a low for indoors.  So... yes, cold.  Which is making it impossible for me to wake up!  Ugh.

On back to sleep for a bit.  Is winter early, just fall?  Or a... moment of cool?  Later.

Trying to wake.

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I can't remember when I went to bed.  Before 22:00, I think.  I slept well, warmly, and neither of my feet were hurt (further) during the night.  I did have to remove the socks at some, probably very early, hour.   And, cautiously cool the feet a few times.  I have to be careful with those operations.  To make sure I am not trying to kick or push through wrapped blankets, or that they get so cold so fast that they cramp.

Yes, protection prayers continue as well.  Because I have never been conscious when greater damage occurs, so I honestly don't know the literal cause(s).  My feet have simply become delicate, damaged things.  I take as much care as I am able.  Irreplaceable, and required for simple mobility.

She found a place.

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It sounds like she is in, or thereabouts.  Absolutely currently, they only have one place open, but it needs painted and cleaning.  So, until that is done, she won't be able to move in.  Which is fine.  I am surprised she found a place.  Oh.  She can keep Jasmine.  Oh, but several are scheduling a move out, so something may open sooner.

We had a short but pleasant conversation.  I told her, if she is pleasant on the way out, I would set her up.  Food from my pantry, her bedroom items, toiletries to start her out, that sort of thing.  No problem.

Remnant II, part II

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A whole aspect of the game I have not, and didn't before, delve into.  Is that handicapping me?  The problem is, it is exceedingly complex.  And requires backing up the game before beginning.  Or risking losing large amounts of precious and scant resources.  This game is excessively brutal with resources.

I suppose, before even starting in on that, I will need to create a backup system, or two.  I wanted to do that for another game, as well, anyway.  Before doing some experimenting there, too.  So, that is my first task.

I continue to see it.

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I continue to laugh.  Here, there, everywhere.  In China, women are lowering their standards yet remain unable to find a husband.  In the US, women can't find eligible bachelors, or even get laid if you can believe that.  In Europe, the club scene is full of forlorn human female cats, looking for free milk.  Dead, even Japan, Korea, most places. 

I have to admit, the problem, in China, wasn't necessarily their standards.  Raising a family is outrageously expensive.  The real problem is the feminization of politics and the work force.  More employees in the pool?  Lower wages.  Even high earners struggle affording a wife when men get pay cuts and still have to do twice the job, actually doing their jobs, plus the real work women don't and can't actually do.