Habit Forming

I was conscious when my 6 a.m. alarm summoned me to rise, and in fact I was rather ready enough to do so. Since I intended to spend a half hour or more watering the front yard garden areas, I put a kettle of water on the stove to slow-boil so that I could have a mug of instant coffee afterwards, and in the process wash down an aspirin.

All went as planned.

Then between 7:45 - 7:50 a.m. I performed the usual 10 slow full-range push-ups in the kitchen area before proceeding outside to the backyard tool shed for the usual 15 minutes of exercise there: a half dozen sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, starting off with just two repetitions in the first set and then just one in the remaining five ─ and the final of those involved a dead hang for a 45-count when the pull-up had been completed.

Those were followed by the squat work to strengthen my crippled right knee and quadriceps.

Back in the house I put together my day's first meal and I was early into eating that here at my bedside computer when my younger brother emerged from his bedroom for the morning.

I had thought that if he was to make a 'beer run' in the early afternoon, I would accompany him; but I saw that he still had seven cans in his "two-four" (24-pack), so I figured he would wait until tomorrow. I had what is a busy afternoon for me if I added in a beer run, for I wanted to sun, and I also would normally have 25-30 minutes of exercise in my wife's vacant bedroom; plus this was a bath day ─ that whole process in itself from the time I enter the bathroom until I leave it again utilizes an hour.

And then there is my blogging.

But back to the morning.

I joined my brother after 9 a.m. for some morning T.V., but he dragged on before finally inviting me to take over nigh 9:20 a.m. to commence operation of our R69 Plus Android 14 TV Box.

First off I tuned in a 24-minute (24:45) video uploaded this morning to YouTube's PortuguesePai channel: "The Worst I've ever Seen" - Liberals called Out // Trump wants CUSMA TERMINATED.

Yesterday I had downloaded onto a USB stick or drive an episode each of two T.V. series ─ the two episodes were too troublesome to locate sources for via the TV Box. So I had inserted that USB drive into the TV Box, and we thus were able to first watch The Graham Norton Show ─ episode 13 of season or series 33; and then Winners & Losers ─ the second episode ("Those People in the Paper") of the first season.

I see now that this specific episode of The Graham Norton Show is available at this VK.ru link ─ I was not aware, and had resorted to using a torrent file download.

And now I also see that the second episode of Winners & Losers is available at this m.OK.ru link ─ I had noticed it yesterday, but the video title mentions "FRENCH", so I just figured that it was dubbed in French and never gave it a try. It is not French at all ─ regular English.

Oh, well.

We were to watch nothing else this morning. By 11:30 a.m. my brother was set to return to his bedroom for further bed rest.

Before I knew it, I had wasted time till it was at least 12:15 p.m. and I had not yet sought my needed nap ─ I was cutting out my early afternoon already doing nothing worthwhile.

I had my nap, but that brought me to 1:30 p.m. My brother was still home, so I was entertaining the idea of exercising in my wife's vacant bedroom; and then I believed that I heard my brother leaving somewhere in his van.

I was not quite feeling up to the exercising yet, and then I realized that it might be best to instead just have that bath, and then squeeze in some sunning ─ I can't get everything done!

So I bathed, aware after a time that my brother had returned from wherever he had gone. He left again on foot to catch a bus so he could go social drinking, but he did that before I had finished up in the bathroom.

At that point it was practically 3 p.m.

I went downstairs, set to do my sunning ─ an abbreviated version; and as I passed through the kitchen area, I saw that my brother had gone and bought another 24-pack of beer. Now I won't likely have another opportunity before Monday.

I got in my sunning, commencing at 3:06 p.m., and lasting until at least 4:14 p.m. Then I watered the backyard garden plants before coming into the house to dish up what would be my day's second and final meal.

I ate that here at my bedside computer, and then finally got started blogging.

And now it is 6:26 p.m. and I must take a break so I can do some drinking while watching whatever are the next three T.V. series on my list. Naturally, I will be doing that here on my bedside computer, since Bev 'owns' the T.V. from the time she rises midday until she goes to bed at night.

I will finish up this post in the latter evening.

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With about a dozen ounces of Domaine d'Or red wine (12% alcohol) in a glass tumbler, I tuned in Stargirl ─ episode six ("Summer School: Chapter Six") of season two. My source was at GOOJARA.to.

It was definitely an exciting episode, though I was never affected emotionally beyond feeling the excitement. 

It was over by 7:26 p.m. and I felt it would likely be my top choice over the next two shows, but as yet I had no idea what they were to be. So that could change.

Next up, along with a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol), was Necessary Roughness ─ episode four ("Habit Forming") of the first season. Once again, I selected GOOJARA.to for my source.

It was very good ─ I truly enjoy these episodes. But I require the vicariousness that Stargirl provided, so I am going to have to place this episode a second to Stargirl.

And it was done by 8:29 p.m.

I often take this opportunity to have a break to brush my teeth (it can be a 15-minute chore), so that is what I did. Since I intended just one further beer, I would prefer to develop the buzz after brushing my teeth, than to be brushing them while losing that buzz.

Incidentally, I realized that my brother must have gotten home soon before this, and was dressing down in his bedroom before going downstairs to open a beer and join Bev. 

Well, I finished up with Legacies ─ episode 11 (What Cupid Problem?") of season two. I chose yet again GOOJARA.to because it tends to be reliable and doesn't throw up these bloody infernally annoying hijacking advertisement website browsers.

And so went a second and final can of beer.

The show was done rather abruptly by 9:52 p.m., and in retrospection I had to admit that maybe all my shows this evening were in a tie for my appreciation, very good fare for what they offered. As for Legacies, bad girl witch Alyssa as portrayed by actress Olivia Liang was devastating in the scene of her walking to the swimming pool and displaying those phenomenal legs!

My reaction to that scene ─ and her ─ was the peak of all three episodes I watched this evening. 

I am going to stop here and publish this post. I have a lot to shut down and finish before I finally get to bed.

I want to mention that after having had a 40-or-more-minute conversation with Sandy W. (my late old friend W.A.G.'s lady friend) two days ago after probably over a year, today she had phoned me twice and texted at least once. I am unsure about email.

This was always a problem with her. I can barely spare minutes from my bleak life somehow, yet she would find nothing more occupying in her own life than to usurp 30 ... 40... or more minutes a day in idle, pointless, phone conversations. I don't do that. Once a month at very best is even more than I can likely find space or inclination for.

Okay, I am shutting this post down and publishing it at 10:20 p.m.