Allowing myself to sleep in this morning while it rained outside ─ as it beautifully did the entire day long ─ I never rose until a little past 7 a.m. More correctly, I did twice rise overnight to use the toilet, but never to remain up; and it was a little past 11:30 p.m. when I finally got to bed last evening, if I am remembering correctly.
When I became aware that my younger brother was stirring about in his bedroom, I betook myself downstairs to get outside to the backyard tool shed for my exercises ─ it probably was not too much after 7:30 a.m.
Now that I know that I can open with a set of six pull-ups as was attained yesterday, it is what I force myself to strive for. Thus my numbers in two sets of pull-ups, then two sets of chin-ups, and finally two sets of pull-ups between a pair of bars, were: 6 & 2; 3 & 3; and 2 & 2. And of course I held the dead hang of the very last pull-up for a 50-count.
There is always a 30-count between sets.
I finished with the 31 full flat-footed squats to work my damaged right leg (20 assisted; 10 unassisted; and one unassisted that is held in the full squat for a 100-count before struggling back up).
Back in the house, I waited until nearly 9 a.m. before going downstairs to join my brother.
After maybe 10 minutes when he turned the T.V. over to me so that I could operate our Android TV Box, I led things off with a nearly four-minute (3:50) video uploaded yesterday to YouTube's AnitaK channel: Professor Frances Widdowson, “Truth Cannot Be Racist”.
That was followed by a 16-minute (16:58) video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: CFIA Now Coming After Canada's Farmers' Seeds!!! Must See Info!
Then came a 49-minute (49:42) video published yesterday to Rumble's Canadian Citizens for Charter Rights and Freedoms channel: C3RF "In Hot" interview with Jeff Evely.
Major Russ Cooper (Ret'd) discusses the state of Canadian civil liberties with Master Warrant Officer Jeff Evely (Ret'd), an Afghan War vet that is on the frontlines of battling government overreach. So it is as he challenges the Nova Scotia government over a $28,000 fine for walking "in the woods". Is he being selfish for not thinking of the "public good" or has the government just abandoned any notion of fundamental, individual rights and freedoms?
We tried an 11-minute (11:12) video uploaded November 20, 2024, to YouTube's Ember channel ─ How I Stay FIT On the Road : New Mexico NOMAD ─ but I couldn't get any sound out of it, so ultimately we gave up on it despite the provocative treat lovely fit Ember poses.
So I instead tuned in a 31-minute (31:14) video uploaded March 21, 2020, to YouTube's Talasbuan channel: Smoking Meat in the Winter.
Episode sixty, in which we're smoking and drying meat in the dry late winter air, Mathias takes a ski trip and Tova is making herbal oils.
We finished up with a movie, but never got 20 minutes into it before my brother announced that he was needing bed rest because he would be heading off relatively early in the afternoon to meet a guy for pool and therewith commence his daily social drinking.
Likely we will finish the movie tomorrow, so I will report on it when we do.
I thought I had a very good deep early afternoon nap, but I may not have been abed much over an hour (if an hour at all), so I surely did need my day's second mug of hot instant coffee.
Right now it is 7:14 p.m., so I am here taking a break. I want to watch a couple of shows here on my bedside computer and have as many cans of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol).
🟦🟦🟦
My first choice was Doom Patrol ─ episode seven ("Therapy Patrol") of the first season. I enjoyed it a lot, but its conclusion was weak and distasteful.
My source was this GOOJARA.to link, and I held myself to one can of beer.
My brother was still not home by 9 p.m., so I eagerly went ahead with a second show.
This one was 9-1-1: Lone Star ─ episode 10 ("All Who Wander") of season five. This one hit damned close to home. For years I've largely been where character "Judd" was ─ but I cannot see a solution for me.
It might be best that I be destroyed at death ─ whatever is my essence just be obliterated. I don't need Judgment ─ why? I already understand I am lost. So why resurrect me just to emotionally and otherwise torment me further?
If succour is not to be bestowed ere I die, then I want nothing more. Certainly not the possibility of Eternity under such an aloof, uncaring entity as ... God.
I don't see any way out that is not painful and tragic.
My episode source was this uFLIX.to link.
I held myself to just another can of beer. I'd love to get drunk ... but I wish I had someone to drink with.
The show likely ended ahead of 9:45 p.m., and I saw downstairs that my brother was home and watching T.V. with Bev. The two seem to largely need their drunken exchanges and interactions.
I hope to do some manner of early morning grocery shopping, but nothing is concrete by way of any specific plan. We shall see how my night turns out.
Right now it is 10:08 p.m., but I still want to brush my teeth (maybe a 15-minute job) and I have to shut down a number of tabs and programmes here on my computer.
I wish I could know true life ... not this that I have.
No comments:
Post a Comment