Rules

That infernally depraved libido I wrote of yesterday was to keep me from getting to bed last evening until after 11:30 p.m.; this is getting extremely difficult to resist coming to a conclusion.

Yesterday marked a full calendar month since my last full recidivism, so I do not want the streak of better behaviour to come to a close ─ it is nearly impossible for me to attain this duration, so to break the streak will be both crushing and intensely discouraging.

Due to why I was getting to bed so late (even my wife had come home, although she did not know that I was still up ─ we have separate bedrooms), I decided that the penalty I would pay is to deny myself any needed six-block walk for my bad right knee's essential therapy.

And true to that decision, I never rose until around 6:10 a.m. this morning, but that was only to use the toilet; I returned to bed and remained there until maybe 7:18 a.m. Thus, I had spent around 7¾ hours in bed overall. As well, I was comfortable doing so, despite at least one unsettling dream in which I seemed to be getting relentlessly tracked by someone I can only label an assassin or targeting killer.

In that dream, I was coming to feel a frustrating desperation at how this pursuer seemed to have a knack for constantly resuming his tracking of me whenever I thought myself to have him ditched.

Anyway, my younger brother was to emerge from his bedroom around 8:30 a.m.; and after he turned on the T.V., I waited until well past 9 a.m. before going downstairs to boil water for my day's first instant coffee and to join him.

He was not too long in inviting me to put our Android TV Box into play, so I began our viewing with a 28-minute (28:17) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: My night with Pierre in Surrey! Plus, I ambush a CTV Reporter! 

Anita is reporting on the record-setting Pierre Poilievre rally held this past Thursday in Surrey's Port Kells area.

Next up was a 45-minute video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Why DOESN'T Mark Carney Want CANADA To See What's In His New Book Until After The Election?

Carney cancels the set release date of his new book with his ideas for Canada so Canadians can't see it until AFTER the election now. Why's that Carney? I also show numerous articles and videos that most Canadians have not seen about the recent ongoings of Carney, including what he is doing with our CDN dollar while we were looking elsewhere...

I have absolutely no understanding of economics ─ I zone right out; and it does not help when Odessa spends a long time just reading articles, for I find it profoundly boring and I am unable to concentrate on what she is saying as she reads. Consequently, I cannot give her video a 'like'.

In a similar vein, the next video I tuned in was almost an hour long and dealt exclusively with economics under the Trump Administration; we got nearly halfway through it before I could bear no more and cancelled out of it, for I gained absolutely nothing from it ─ every fact or statistic was lost upon me.

As a result, I am not even going to identify the video.

We finished with a 35-minute (35:42) video published yesterday to Rumble's Redacted News channel: Christine Anderson on why Europe is COLLAPSING on purpose and Germany’s fascist reality | Redacted.

We're joined by one of the few voices of reason that's left in Europe. Member of the European Parliament, Christine Anderson.

Had my brother not been betimes absent as he tended to his laundering, I would have forsaken the last couple of videos in favour of the old black & white science fiction / horror movie we had begun Wednesday morning and suspended prematurely so my brother could have his bed rest ─ maybe we will finish watching it tomorrow morning.

I don't know what my wife was getting up to this morning. She did not rise until maybe as late as 10:15 a.m., and then left us around 11 a.m. shortly after pointing out to me the fare she had brought home last evening and left in the fridge.

Did she simply leave later than she meant to, and was to have worked a full day today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time? Or did she have something else going on? No explanation was offered by her as she rushed off.

My brother returned to his bedroom early into the noon hour for some further rest; and although I was later to seek my early afternoon nap without having eaten aught but my two mugs of coffee with the works, he had re-emerged from his bedroom by then.

I wondered to myself if he was going to remain home today.

The answer was to be no ─ he apparently left afoot to catch a bus so that he could go social drinking.

At least in the latter morning I presented to him the mortgage renewal paperwork that had arrived in the mail ─ on Wednesday, I believe. I am leaving it to him to consider if maybe he should 'up' his contribution to the fortnightly mortgage payment. At least he knows what the hit is going to be.

I suppose that if he gets home early into the evening and does not seem plastered, I would be amenable to accepting an invitation by around 8 p.m. to join downstairs and activate our Android TV Box so that we can watch episodes of three or four of the T.V. series we follow in common, for I wouldn't mind three beers along with them.

But that would cancel any early morning walk to see if I can handle some local grocery shopping with this accursed damaged right knee.

I am going to take a break now from this post at 4:59 p.m.

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The time passed rather heavily.

My brother showed up just past 7 p.m., and thereafter proved himself content to watch crap on T.V. with Bev. Because of that, it was at least 8:40 p.m. when I went ahead and selected something to watch here on my bedside computer.

My choice was FBI: International ─ episode nine ("Rules of Blackjack") of season three. This allowed me to enjoy a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).

Initially I used this link at TVids.net, but it crapped out a bit past the 12-minute mark. I then selected this link at uFLIX.to, and all was perfect thereafter.

I enjoyed seeing lovely agent Amanda Tate finally seeing action in the field ─ I could easily become attached to actress Christina Wolfe in her own series.

I have re-thought an early morning walk for grocery shopping. Since I dare not purchase very much, I would feel very self-conscious being one of the store's very first customers and trying to pay my light purchase with a $100 bill. So maybe I will just settle upon an even earlier walk before the day dawns.

I have not gone grocery shopping in five weeks; I am feeling rather self-conscious now about engaging the public like that.

Bev is still downstairs with my brother ─ their loud and drunken voices carry. It seems clear he would be a poor companion to try and watch our shows with.

It is 9:54 p.m., so I am going to very soon ready and get to bed.