It is becoming indefinably frustrating that my younger brother is managing to haul his butt home each evening at such time that I feel obliged to sit up with him and operate our Android TV Box to locate episodes of some of the numerous T.V. series that we follow.
It is hindering my ability to rise in the early a.m. to work on whatever post I have in development at one of my six hosted websites.
It was approaching midnight before I got to bed last night, and by then I had actually consumed three cans of beer: two that were regular strength (5.5% alcohol); and a malt beer that was 8% alcohol.
I wasn't inclined to get up in the early a.m. until at least 4:00 a.m., and I was suffering from a combination of insufficient sleep of late, as well as some degree of a hangover.
And even though I never got myself back to bed until nigh 6;30 a.m., I had not quite completed the post that I fiercely desired to finally have published today.
Nor did I manage to sleep especially well thereafter even though I never checked the time and decided to rise again until something like 8:45 a.m.
I typically join my brother downstairs for further T.V. during the week around 10:00 a.m. ─ a concession I make on weekdays primarily for his benefit. On weekends, I subscribe to two newspapers ─ one is delivered Saturday mornings, and the other on Sunday mornings. I make these suffice for my brother's morning entertainment, and I get about business of my own.
But during the workweek, I feel myself basically in his servitude, although I do tend to locate viewing fare that is often of particular interest to me. My brother is computer-ignorant, and thus cannot use one to amuse himself like most of the people in the world are able to do. So with nothing else to occupy his time with, he is left to trying to locate viewing matter that is available through the basic cable subscription service that we have.
There is little of that on weekdays in the morning, at 10:00 a.m. I spare him from enduring this fate on weekdays. As I said, he can pour over the newspapers on the weekends.
Yet by 10:00 a.m. this morning, I still had failed to completely top off that website post. But I dutifully went downstairs to join my brother despite my abject frustration. However, I had a movie I was going to impose upon him ─ 2013's What If?
As explained at that Wikipedia link, the movie is alternatively titled The F Word.
I wanted to watch the movie because I am somewhat sweet on actress Zoe Kazan, and this film didn't disappoint me ─ she was her cute self.
My brother watched it after an initial grumble when he read the synopsis, but I know that he never would have watched the movie on his own. Perhaps it helped that a few weeks ago we watched The Pretty One that heavily featured Zoe Kazan as twins, and he seemed to quite get involved with that movie once it got going.
I would like to find a source for Some Girl(s), but thus far I have been stymied. If anyone out there streams free movies and has a solution for this unavailability dilemma, I sure would appreciate hearing from you!
My brother and I watched T.V. until about 1:00 p.m., and then he headed on up to his bedroom for some bed rest ere heading off for the afternoon to eventually resume his daily drinking somewhere.
I was able to return to work on the post at my website My Retirement Dream, and finally got the darned thing published: Banaue Locals Ⅱ. If you do not know, Banaue is a rather famous region / municipality in the Philippines.
I also got deeply involved in trying to find a working version of the UnlockMyTTV 'app' for our Android TV Box. The version we have quit working a week or so ago. All it displayed was "no data" when I tried to locate seasons for any T.V. series that I was interested in watching, so I had to use other 'apps' ─ they are happily plentiful enough, but I wanted a working version of this 'app' if one could be found.
I finally succeeded ─ several websites began touting a working version as of yesterday.
The rather weird thing, though, is that my old version was version 2.10, whereas the new working version is also 2.10, so I don't quite understand how that can be.
Anyway, it took me a long, long time to get this worked out. Meantime, my brother got his bed rest and headed off.
I wanted badly to get some afternoon sunning accomplished, but I also badly needed a nap. However, I had lost so much time that the nap was going to have to take second place to the sunning.
By the time I was finally outside in my gym-style shorts in the backyard, and slouched low into a deck- or lawn-chair and set to begin just over 40 minutes of sunning, it was 3:36 p.m. Until then, I had been chewed alive with anxiety and exasperation for quite some time as everything seemed to be conspiring to ruin my afternoon.
I was to get the sunning done, but by then I was feeling so peculiarly unwell that I went directly to bed ─ I think that I was nearing some sort of physical collapse.
And dash it all, it is now already after 6:30 p.m.
I have some photos that I wish to post, beginning with this collage that Google Photos created today from some images that were taken just about exactly eight years ago ─ i.e., July 13, 2012:
The occasion was a party at the home of a friend of my wife ─ a party I was also present at. In fact, that central image in the left column features me kissing her as we embrace.
Here are the original photos:
It was a Friday evening on this date back in 2012. The hostess ─ my wife's friend ─ is the fairly short lass in several of the photos who is dressed in black, the very short shorts, and a cap. Oddly, her husband failed to be in any of Google Photos' selections for the collage.
I have to bring this post to a close. It is almost 7:00 p.m., and I still have an exercise session to contend with. Before I know it, my brother will likely be home ─ as will my wife at some point this evening.
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