Sunny Agam

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It was another night with me largely awake during the latter few hours, but comfortable enough, and doing my best to await the summoning of my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm. I had actually risen once to use the toilet, feeling like I was quite well slept, but finding the time to be prior to 2 a.m., so I don't know how this keeps happening to me. I had been so weary over last evening.

Anyway, I never made the projected half mile hobble to the private liquor store that opens at 8 a.m. Instead, I visited the local No Frills approximately the same distance that also opens at 8 a.m., for I felt groceries might be the better pursuit. I just have to ensure that I invite myself on my younger brother's next 'beer run' which I suspect is going to be tomorrow. The rub with that is that I don't dare have a usual midday to early afternoon nap, for he leaves in the extreme early afternoon when he makes that four-mile round trip drive. Often, he makes the drive, comes back, and then leaves again on foot for a bus to take him off to social drink before I have yet risen from a needed nap.

As for this morning, I ensured that I left home well ahead of 8 a.m. because it was going to be another sunny day, and I hate bright sunny mornings when I have to be out like this ─ even if the morning is heavily frosted.

By the time I was back home, my brother was already watching T.V. After putting away my purchases and then dressing down in my bedroom, I waited until 9 a.m. before going downstairs to join him.

We were to only attend one video when he turned the T.V. over to me so I could operate our T95X Android 9 TV Box. At nearly 2½ hours (2:27:08), it had been published January 20 to Rumble's Maryann Gebauer channel: Hrvoje Morić | The battle.

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I had expected that my brother would early request we abandon the video, but it proved surprisingly interesting. In fact, I have now added Hrvoje Morić's podcast to my viewing list for a future visit.

My brother departed the video with a half hour to go because he wanted early bed rest due to a couple of NFL playoff games he wanted to watch ─ the first he would watch here at home with Bev.

I had myself a fairly quick meal, and then was to bed for a nap that was not very restorative.

My wife had come home late last night ─ I never heard her. She never had to work until the latter part of today, so she didn't emerge from her bedroom to shower until possibly around 2 p.m. Maybe even later.

She was to pass by my open bedroom doorway several times as I sat here at my bedside computer, but she spoke nothing to me. I don't know if she's just being aloof, or if she is doing her best to avoid me concerning the $500 she had promised so strongly to repay me but has not.

She finally left here around 3:30 p.m., I am guessing, on her rather long drive to work.

Right now it is 5:08 p.m., so I am going to take a break from blogging and have a bath. Because this is a bath day, I felt too disinclined to bother having any light exercising in my wife's vacated bedroom ─ I am honestly not feeling up to the activity. That early shopping outing will be my day's totality for activity.

Following my bath I will gather together a very light supper ─ my day's second meal. And after eating, I will be watching a couple of shows here on my bedside computer and drinking a couple cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol). That will leave me just four cans in my supply, which is sufficient for another two days ─ thus the need to ensure I ride along when my brother resupplies, probably tomorrow.

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I watched Sight Unseen ─ episode two ("Sunny") of the first season. My source was this TVSeries.video link.

In the premiere episode, the "Sunny Patel" character (and thus actress Agam Darshi) was not of much interest to me; but this time up close I noticed that she was very beautiful, and had an unexpectedly ample, delicious bosom!

Later yet, I was struck by how gorgeous her calves were ─ beautifully full specimens!

How did all of this escape me in the first episode? She is magnificent!

I now want to see more of the actress's work.

Anyway, my brother arrived home at some point during the show, which finished maybe around 8:22 p.m. Before I began my next show, I am certain that I overheard him voicing to Bev about the two of them getting out tomorrow to tend to errands together.

If so, then this royally 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓈 up my hopes of a ride-a-long for beer ─ I fear I am again on my own.

Disheartened, I was not pleased that my next show was The Handmaid's Tale ─ such complete drear!

Yet it was episode 11 ("Liars") of season three, and was far more interesting and even moving than any of late. It even had elements familiar to me, so it is possible that my brother and I had watched this far pre-COVID when we used to follow the series (and drinking lots).

As earlier, I noticed that the episode was available at a TV Series.video link, so that became my chosen viewing source.

The show may have finished as early as 9:50 p.m. Or was it even earlier? I failed to pay sufficient heed.

Ere quite 10 p.m., I felt sure that my wife had arrived home. If so, she made no effort to approach me, so I had no intention of reciprocating. Thus, another show was in order ─ a sitcom allowing of the final shot remaining in the plastic bottle of Lamb's Dark Navy Rum (40% alcohol).

The show was Entourage ─ episode four ("Date Night") of the first season. When I saw that the episode was available at yet a third TVSeries.video link, I chose it with no regrets.

I despise the unabandoned randiness of the male characters, but it sure is nice having so many beauties to look at.

My wife was indeed home, by the way. I am about to wrap up and get to bed, but she and I have stayed apart ─ she is in her bedroom with the door ajar by maybe three inches at most.

I was considering trying to endure an early a.m. hobble to the local private liquor store, but maybe tomorrow I will just ensure that my brother will be busied escorting Bev about. I can then try for Tuesday or even Wednesday. I just hate being out in the workweek when people are busily commuting to work or school.

My life just sucks!

'Tis 11:35 p.m.