😈😈😈This Dark Day👹👹👹

It is almost 9 p.m., so I have scant time for this post.

I never went grocery shopping early this morning, although I came close. I was dressed to go, but with the heat of the day already apparent on the brilliantly sunny morn, my self-consciousness about my attire held me up since I could hardly be garbed in a jacket.

I think it was just after 8 a.m. (the hour the store opens) that my younger brother began stirring in his bedroom, and soon enough emerged. I was trapped at home.

No one can ever know my goings and comings if I can help it.

At least I had gotten some exercise earlier in the tool shed, for I was to get none further today. It was strenuous as Hell despite having yesterday free of any activity, but I least I managed the typical numbers of late.

I joined my brother for some T.V. ─ likely just after 9 a.m. Upon getting his invitation to put our Android TV Box to work, we were to only watch one video.

At nearly 2¾ hours (2:43:33), it had been published two days ago to Rumble's "Coffee and a Mike" Show channel: SIGNAL/NOISE PROBLEM- Dave Collum.

Dave Collum is a professor of organic chemistry at Cornell University and contributor at ZeroHedge. He shares his feelings on Israel, centralization of bitcoin, my conversation with Aaron Day, gold, signal/noise analogy, Candace Owens/Nick Fuentes conversation, his appearance on Tucker, and much more.

I knew nothing before of Dave Collum, but I figured that we could give the video a try for an hour or so, and then I would get into other material. But the darned show just got more and more interesting, it seemed. Even my brother was deeply attentive.

I suppose that it finished around 11:40 a.m., so my brother headed back to his bedroom for further bed rest. I had eaten during the interview, so I was not up for too much longer.

I napped well, but maybe not for much over an hour. My brother was still in his bedroom, and Bev watching T.V., but I wanted to sun as soon as possible, so I risked getting out into the backyard and engaging the activity at ─ I think ─ 1:50 p.m.

I was out there sunning, then, for just over 1½ hours, for I called it off at 3:22 p.m.

It was so exceptionally hot out there!

My brother of course was gone on foot to bus off and social drink somewhere by the time I was done.

I made a post in my private blog ... and then surrendered to defilement.

This was a bath day, so I never tackled that chore until afterwards ─ by then it was likely after 6:30 p.m. When I was done, I realized that my brother was back home.

And so with nothing to eat but my morning meal, I tuned in a show here on my bedside computer ─ iZombie. This time it was episode six ("The Scratchmaker") of season five.

My excellent source was this GOOJARA.to link.

The show was interesting enough, and allowed me justification for a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).

Right now it is 9:19 p.m. and I am going to break and watch another show so I can have a second beer.

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My selection was The 100 ─ episode 11 ("The Dark Year") of season five.

For a change I found this episode exceptional for how utterly disgusting it presented vile and tyrannical "Octavia" to be ─ the bitch must die.

"The dark year" was evidently a period not included thus far in the series. In it, "Octavia" forced her 'people' to become cannibals upon the bodies of themselves anytime they died. When there were conscientious objectors, she killed them. In other words, starving to death because cannibalism was too abominable was punishable by death.

This 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ witch must die!

The two video sources I accessed both threw up popup advertisement browsers, so I selected the one that afforded me the loudest volume on its player. This meant a MoviesJoy.onl.link. So beware the popup browsers! Once the player is going and is enlarged, there should be no further issues.

I can barely stomach how much I despise "Octavia" ─ who the 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀 would ever allow her to live?

A second can of beer sufficed.

It is already 10:25 p.m., and I absolutely must get things done in the early a.m. But I cannot foretell just what.