Yesterday afternoon ran away on me so effectively that following an early evening bath, it was already after 8 p.m., and my window for having any supper had closed. I was going to have to make do with the mid-afternoon meal I had taken, and the late afternoon delicious hot caffeinated beverage I had fixed for myself ─ my second such of the day.
My wife was busy in the kitchen cooking away unabandonedly as I brushed my teeth (it was to be a 15-minute process involving coconut oil) in the darkened living room, watching out the living room window in case my younger brother arrived home and I was forced to hightail it upstairs to avoid becoming enmeshed with him in the operation of our Android TV Box and thus a late evening.
My wife was so involved with her two sons that she never realized where I was. When her supper was ready, she had started going upstairs and calling out to me to come and eat, when I announced from the darkened living room behind her that it was too late for me. My one meal of the day was going to have to suffice.
I follow an intermittent fasting regimen, and prefer not to take in any calories from (ideally) 8 p.m. until after 12:30 p.m. the following day. Usually I wait well past that point in the noon hour. In fact, today I never took in any calories ─ in this case my day's first hot caffeinated beverage ─ until after 1 p.m. And I never had a meal until after 2 p.m.
My wife is Thai and loves to eat, so this is all alien to her. When I had said last evening that it was too late for me ─ that I had waited too long ─ she merely responded perplexedly, "So?"
And then she served herself and went and joined her two sons in their den area. I was left to myself holding vigil in the darkened living room.
At one juncture as I stood gazing out to the street, I ruefully reflected on just how alone and lonely I sometimes feel in this household of five. There is no one I can soulfully share my feelings with ─ not only here in the house, but anywhere else in the world. I have no friends near with whom I can visit and talk; but neither am I one who enjoys telephone conversations, so that is not an engagement that is open to me.
This reflection began to stir me emotionally, so I changed tactics and turned on the T.V. for a while, until I realized that the time had well exceeded 9:30 p.m. By 9:50 p.m. at latest, I was lying in bed. I was fully clothed but covered over with a blanket, and the light was on but I wore a bandana blindfold; I was merely going to pass the remainder of the evening napping as best I could until into the midnight hour when I would rise to come here to my computer to perform some work.
I believe that it was only around 12:15 a.m. when I was to later make a time check and then got myself up. My wife was more or less enclosed in this room, so I went downstairs. Even so, she is good about vacating the room once she knows that I am up, for she understands my nearly overnight solitary vigils at this machine.
Or perhaps I should say, she recognizes them ─ I truly doubt that she understands them.
Unfortunately I was to waste far too much time seeking (and then vainly downloading into our Android TV Box) purported new versions of the abandoned TVZion 'app'. I think that the websites supposedly offering these 2021 versions are just baldfaced liars.
Two downloads that actually resulted in an apk that I could download ─ and were not just some dead end that offered nothing ─ resulted in one downloaded apk that would not open and install, and the other that did install required a membership first before it would display any search results when I gave it a try to see if it could locate good sources for a specific T.V. series.
Why not mention that in your bloody spiel before having me go to all the bother of installing it? There should not be a mandatory membership required AFTER making an installation. If the developers cannot be upfront about the application being as restricted as that, then my suspicions fire right up. Hell, I get fiercely resentful! So I uninstalled the piece of crap.
But so many of these websites are sheer rot ─ they just want people to show up, and will say anything to get Google results. These are two common examples:
- Download TVZion Apk 2021 (apklatestversion.com)
First, it says that it was last updated on August 21, 2019 ─ how in freaking blazes is that a 2021 'app'? The original or official TVZion was pulled down fairly late in 2020, yet this is supposed to be some 2021 alternative version that somehow existed as far back as the Summer of 2019?
Notwithstanding, if you proceed through a couple of different download buttons or icons, you end up at a MediaFire.com website where it offers what may be the final download option button or icon. I didn't try out the download to see if it really did present me with an actual working 'app', but I most definitely was not encouraged by this statement lower down on the website: "This file was uploaded from India on August 21, 2019 at 6:27 AM".
Well, that's definitely got nothing to do with any TVZion Apk 2021 ─ that is something else strictly from the year 2019.
Here's the second example:
- TVZion APK 2021 (apkmix.com)
This website will also offer some sort of download that I did not accept and try out, but why would I? Straight off, it states that the 'app' was last updated on January 19, 2020. It is now more than a year ago ─ how is that a legitimate TVZion APK 2021? It was barely even a 2020 'app'.
No, I'm not farting around with this phony bullcrap any longer. I'll make do for now with the collection of streaming 'apps' I already have.
Anyway, as I said, I wasted quite awhile with this deceit last night, so I did not manage to perform as much actual work as I meant to do here at my computer. Yet I think that it was just about 5 a.m. before I managed to get back to bed ─ and even then, sleep was long in coming.
It was also relatively fitful, but I held off rising until I saw that it was well past 9 a.m., for on weekdays I join my younger brother downstairs around 10 a.m. to put our Android TV Box into use (he doesn't have any facility with it, so that role is mine).
I had noticed last evening that beautiful Odessa Orlewicz was live-streaming another video to YouTube at her Liberty Talk With Odessa account, so I tuned in the video for my brother and I to watch this morning. Specifically, it was titled Feb 4th- Another Innocent Thrown In Jail For Exercising His Legal Rights In Canada.
If you do not know this about me, I realize that there is no COVID-19 pandemic ─ the virus is no worse than the usual annual flu. What we have is a testing pandemic used to delude the unthinking and blind masses.
But regardless, eventually Odessa's account there will be banned just as her first account was, but she also has an account at BitChute (libertytalkcanada) where she is usually a video or two behind in having them uploaded to there.
I tried to follow up her video with a movie, but nearly 10 minutes into it my brother noticed that it was two hours long, so he balked at the presentation ─ he wanted to take some early noon hour bed rest so he could get away awhile later to end up drinking somewhere. Perhaps because the day was rain-free, he may even have intended first having a walk in a park ─ I hope so.
As a consequence of his wishes, I backed out of the movie and instead played an episode of Preacher ─ we're well into the final season of the series.
And that was it. When the episode was done, my brother retired to his bedroom.
My wife had to work today, but I don't believe that she rose until around 10:30 a.m. However, she is rather well known for being late ─ her usual full day start is supposed to be at 11 a.m. at her friend's Thai restaurant. I honestly don't know my wife's actual schedule, for she is part-time. Possibly Friday is her sole full day, but I truly do not know. As it stands, she generally will spend her weekends somewhere in (I believe) Vancouver, so she is unlikely to return home before Sunday afternoon or else maybe sometime on Monday or even the early a.m. nighttime hours of Tuesday.
Such is our sorry marriage.
Since she has a fair drive to get to the restaurant, she was likely a little late getting to work today.
I want to catch a little T.V. this early evening and enjoy a couple of cans of strong (8% alcohol) beer if I can, so I am going to bring this post to a close. It is already after 6:30 p.m. and I have some exercising yet to do.
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