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What the Hell is wrong with me?!

That Christmas movie (2017's Christmas Getaway) that I watched yesterday is still positively affecting me. So why could I not have felt the same uplift last night instead of sitting up until possibly past 4 a.m. in depraved occupation instead of earlier getting to bed as did my younger brother?

It was of course a little annoying that he had shown up last evening just ahead of 6:30 p.m., scuttling my thoughts of seeing if I might be able to have some sort of walk in the foot of snow we then had. I had written in the latter afternoon that it was snowing again; however, the snow was comprised of thickly falling very small flakes and became a light rain by evening. It may have rained continuously thereafter, for it is still doing so this latter afternoon.

So what did my brother and I watch over the course of last evening? Remember, I probably consumed as many as four cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) and at least one shot of Kraken Black Spiced Rum (47% alcohol), followed by two or three hours of a.m. folly when I should have gone to bed.

I remember using our Android TV Box to start us off with an episode of Chicago Fire ─ episode 16 ("Hot and Fast") of season 10.

The came Chicago PD ─ episode 17 ("Adrift") of season nine.

And then it was Wolf Creek ─ the premiere episode ("Journey") of season two.

My brother hates Taylor so damned much, he craves to see the guy die once and for all. Well, so do I.

When that episode was done, I had no stomach for any of the usual shows we follow ─ I wanted something to clear our palates.

So by a totally random move in searching for a movie comedy, I settled upon last year's ... Barbie!

Honestly, I almost tuned out of the silly thing in its early stage when everything was set in ludicrous 'Barbie Land', but I held hope that it would somehow evolve into the more 'real' world. And thankfully, it did.

At times, it was quite fun. And of course, actress Margot Robbie is quite an arresting sight for male eyes. Maybe she had some influence on my later dissolution ─ who knows?

Regardless, my brother and I did rather enjoy the movie, but there was no way that either of us could see actually paying to watch it in a theatre or anywhere else.

Should you wish to test it online, I can recommend its present availability at this link at UpMovies.to.

After we had watched it, we just let the SmartTube app I have downloaded in our Android TV Box play random YouTube videos.

Note that my wife had come home in the latter evening, but even her presence in her bedroom next to mine was inadequate to keep me aligned.

Even so, this morning I was sleep dysfunctional and rose (I think) ahead of 8:30 a.m.

My brother soon enough emerged from his bedroom. And when I joined him right after 9 a.m. for more T.V., at his invitation I activated our Android TV Box and tuned in a 14-minute (14:12) addition of yesterday to Rumble's AKStraightSpeaks channel: 3 Things You Need to Know - EP 1.

Topic: German Farm Protests, Yemen Heat Pumps and a local anti-SOGI protest. Okay maybe that's 4 things!

Then it was over to Odessa Orlewicz's 1¼-hour (1:14:28) video from yesterday: Have Canadian Courts Fallen To Communism? Are We China Of The North Now?

Interview With David Lindsay. More & more fake charges are being brought against peaceful, law ABIDING Canadians across Canada who are the ones calling out the government/police when THEY break the law. Find out the ludicrous and fraudulent charges against David. I will be following the case against him closely.David's email: clear2012@pm.me

Then it was over to an hour-long (59:21) mostly Alberta-centric interview: VIDEO - Will Dove interviews David Parker - Alberta is the only Canadian Province to declare COVID-19 Vaccine Mandates illegal - how Jason Kenny was removed and more (Jan.17, 2024).

And that was it ─ my brother was set for some bed rest.

Note that he had left around 10:15 a.m. to pick up his girlfriend Bev two miles distant and drive her to work, so I took that opportunity to trudge through some deep and wet backyard snow to the tool shed for a half dozen token sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, and then 15 slow full-range push-ups on the wooden floor.

That was to be my only exercise today.

I was fortunate early after 1 p.m. that my wife ─ who had been up since the late morning, and would have to leave around 3:15 - 3:20 p.m. on her rather long drive to work ─ had likely sought some further bed rest of her own, for I was able to acquire my needed nap. I acquired something over an hour in bed.

My brother had left for the day meantime.

Maybe it was fortunate for me that my wife spoke little to me, for when she does, it is generally because she wants something from me.

I was to find myself beset with considerable anxiety after she was gone. I so often feel absolutely alone. It helped not that I noticed online that my wife's eldest son had ─ for the second time since she got $650 out of me following my pension payment last month ─ transferred her money. The first time was for $300; I know not how much it was this time.

This bothered me because he has not contributed towards the mortgage in possibly a month. I believe that in his shallow conceptualization, giving money to his needy mother exonerates him from any responsibility towards the bi-weekly mortgage.

Even though not only has she not helped out with the mortgage in over two years, but she has meantime sucked several thousand dollars from me.

I wanted to numb my building anxiety and depression, so ahead of 4 p.m. I tuned in a Christmas movie on T.V. via our Android TV Box. My selection was 2017's Christmas Homecoming, featuring Julie Benz, an actress who has long attracted me.

During the movie I managed two cans of Cariboo Malt and a shot of Kraken Rum. These definitely curbed my anxiety effectively, although I wanted to drink more and watch further emotional Christmas fare.

But I did not. I have no desire to become involved with my brother this evening once he returns home. I intend a relatively early bedtime, for I plan to rise in the early a.m. and attempt a good walk.

I further have no desire for involvement with my brother because I have embarked upon my weekly Sabbath fast, and only ate once today. My Christmas movie ran past dark, and I was still involved in drinking, but I will atone tomorrow by not indulging in food or drink until perhaps 25 or 26 hours after I had my last swallow of drink this evening.

And today has been a bath day, so I had to take care of that tedious chore following the movie.

The movie? It was fair. I just happen to have no respect for people who actually believe that the Western military is engaged in honourable or necessary action overseas. Enlisted men and women are mere tools used by Mr. Globalist and his ilk such as the central bankers and the families in back of them to become even richer than they already are.

America does not need to be abroad making war ─ their warmongering politicians want war, and care not what it costs in terms of American military service personnel. It's a game in which those behind the scenes get richer and richer.

So we have jingoist movies lauding the sacrificial life of military service ─ as if there is no question that it is the proper thing that must be done ... when in fact it is a profound lie. It is for nothing ─ war is only waged to make the fabulously wealthy even wealthier at whatever cost to the lives of the converted or brainwashed dupes doing the fighting.

Yes, the movie did have emotion even for me, but I was never able to lose my realization that essential military service in the sense of active deployment overseas is fraud on a murderous scale, so the devotion displayed to such duty was an affront to sensibility.

For the sake of any Julie Benz fans who might see this, I will recommend one current online source for the movie ─ try this link at Hura!Movies.to.

I expect that Julie was 46 years old when the movie was filmed, but she was still undeniably a most desirable woman.

I have found myself to be most weary since the movie and my drinking ─ I hope that I manage a deep and sound sleep, and do not awaken premature to whenever it is that I decide to set my cellphone alarm. This may be as early as 2 a.m., but I will make the final decision just as I am getting set to climb into bed.

It is 9:38 p.m., and my brother is now home. I am going to bed.