Even my younger brother never heard my wife come home last night. I was up until towards the end of the evening (I don't think I crept past midnight), but he was still downstairs keeping the T.V. company ─ Bev may have been up as well.
My cellphone alarm was set for 6 a.m., but I was sleeping poorly towards the end of my night and I could have risen before 5:30 a.m., but this was to be a day without coffee nor any sustenance until after 6 p.m. (although I intend a little drinking before then). Consequently I had no desire to commence my experience of privation any earlier than necessary.
After rising at 6 a.m., my first task was to get outside and water the front yard garden areas. I am convinced that the chore exceeded 45 minutes, and may have come closer to an hour. Once I was back in the house, I decided to just go out to the backyard tool shed for my 15 minutes of exercise there ─ after 10 slow full-range push-ups in the kitchen area.
I was feeling weak and stiff. In fact, I had to perform the squat work first in a bid to loosen up a little before tackling the six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups. But in all six of those, I only managed a single repetition, although I did hold the dead hang for a 45-count after completing the last pull-up.
My wrists and main thumb joints have been problematic of late. I feel like I am breaking down.
My brother was not to emerge from his bedroom until (I think) around or even a little after 8:30 a.m. But my wife had preceded him, going downstairs to apparently soak some sticky rice. She was not scheduled to work until the latter afternoon at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. I believe that she may have returned to her bedroom, but whether she slept or not cannot be told; and she was up for good by 9:40 a.m.
By the time my brother had risen, I had badly declined and craved to go back to bed. The weakness and brain fog! I was convinced that I could easily have slept.
But I weathered it and joined my brother around 9 a.m. for our morning T.V. together, although he did not invite me to commence operation of our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box until maybe 9:20 a.m.
I led us off with a 20-minute (20:19) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's PortuguesePai channel: PM Carney’s Disrespect for Parliament is real.
Our second video exceeded an hour (1:05:44) and was published two days ago to BitChute's ManInAmerica channel: The History PSYOP: What They've Been Hiding for Thousands of Years w/ John Hamer.
I sit down with British author and researcher John Hamer, a man who has spent over 20 years pulling apart the lies most people never think to question. We get into how America went bankrupt in 1871 and was handed back to the control of the British Crown, why the City of London is the true financial headquarters of the world, why your vote was never meant to change anything, and why the biggest lies in science and history all serve the same purpose — to keep you controlled, compliant, and completely in the dark.
I enjoyed this interview a heck of a lot!
When it was done, I switched over to our T95Q Android 9 TV Box to access the USB drive that I have inserted, and we watched 15 Storeys High ─ episode five ("The Baby") of season or series two.
I am not fussy about the series, but all of its episodes can be found at this Archive.org link, or else at this YouTube link.
When it was done we got into a movie, but my brother bowed out for further bed rest after 25 or so minutes.
I had grown unnaturally weak and wasted little time in getting myself back to bed ─ it was barely into the noon hour. My wife had gone grocery shopping earlier and had been busily engaged cooking; and early into the movie invited my brother to have some of her pad thai. Obviously I had to abstain.
I felt so feeble in bed.
After getting some sleep on my right side, I turned onto my left side to seek more, but I had a peek at the time ─ it was already 2 p.m. If I wanted to get in my sunning, I had to get up and at it.
My brother was downstairs watching T.V. ─ Bev was either outside smoking, or else in their bedroom freshening up in the en suite shower. My wife was still busy in the kitchen.
I gambled that it was likely too hot for my brother to be planning on mowing the lawns, and sunning I began! Officially, from 2:18 - 4:04 p.m., if I am remembering right.
Before coming back into the house, I watered the backyard garden plants.
I correctly expected my wife to have gone to work, but to my surprise my brother and Bev were also absent and the T.V. turned off. What is so surprising is that at present it is 5:40 p.m. and they have not returned. My brother does not dare drink and drive anymore, so something else is going on.
Or else he is being recidivistic for some reason.
I have to take my blogging break now. I am going to pour a dozen or so ounces of Sommet Rouge red wine (12% alcohol) and watch a T.V. show here on my bedside computer whilte drinking it, and then I will eat my only meal of the day.
I weighed myself while naked shortly after getting back in the house after sunning and having a drink of water, and I was quite pleased to see that if I was any heavier than 180 pounds, I was only barely so.
But I am so unnaturally weak.
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After some second thought, I only poured about 10 ounces of wine ─ things have become financially very tight.
Anyway, I tuned in Justified ─ episode six ("Kill the Messenger") of season five. I do NOT recommend the source, however ─ DoodStream.co. Every single time my cursor touched some part of that website at the full destination URL for the video, it threw up a new advertising tab in my Brave browser.
But you be you if you've got good ad and malware blocking software.
Note that I am not following Justified. I am only watching the 10 episodes in which Alicia Witt appeared. This one was the third episode of those appearances.
It was over by 6:58 p.m.
Early into the show, my youngest stepson finally rose for the day ─ I am assuming he was here all that while. It stretches imagination, though, for if he was home all day, he was not up when I rose at 6 a.m. this morning. The question thus is: Did he spend over a dozen hours in bed today?
When the episode was done, my brother and Bev were not yet home from wherever they had disappeared to in the afternoon while I was sunning. He must surely be risking drinking and then driving to later get home.
As for my glass tumbler of wine, I finished it rather smartly so that I could eat my supper through the latter part of Justified. My meal lasted a little bit longer than did the episode.
I had a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) with my second show, which was Smash ─ episode 14 ("Previews") of the first season. My source was at GOOJARA.to.
I enjoy these episodes ─ what else needs be said?
It was done by 8:19 p.m., and still my brother and Bev were away.
I spent time brushing my teeth, while deciding that I would watch nothing further ... nor drink. I want to rise at maybe 3 a.m. and deposit all of the cash I have on hand in order to be able to ensure there is enough money in my account for next Thursday's fortnightly mortgage debit by a bank. I also must try to make at least a $100 credit card payment by Monday. I've already paid $200, but the additional $100 won't be enough to dip the card's balance ─ it will only make the balance increase smaller. It takes a $400 payment to get the balance to dip ─ even $350 is insufficient.
I hate my life.
By the way, I heard my brother and Bev come into the house at 9:12 p.m.
Crap, it's already 9:38 p.m. ─ I have to start shutting down everything still open on my computer and get to bed.
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