Monsters

I had my cellphone alarm set for 8 a.m. just in case I might somehow oversleep this morning, but I had no plans to rise early. Still, at one point in the morning I was awake enough to be curious about the time, and it may not yet have been quite 6:30 a.m.

I tried for more sleep, and it seems to me that I might have had a dream, but I realized a little after 7 a.m. that I was no longer succeeding in reining in my mental activity and awareness, so I rose ahead of 7:30 a.m.

When I came downstairs, the blue sky seemed everywhere ─ east and west. Where were all of yesterday's clouds?

We did get quite a lot of sunshine today, but the clouds were perhaps even more plentiful. I wasn't keen on having a sunny day, for I didn't much feel up to any sunning.

I had not heard my wife come home last night ─ not that I can remember, anyway. She didn't have to work today until the latter afternoon at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time.

My younger brother never emerged from his bedroom until nearly 9:30 a.m., by which time I was in control of the T.V. and using our R69 Android 14 TV Box to tune in and watch an 18-minute (18:12) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's Moose on the Loose channel: You Won't Believe What Carney Just Blew Our Money On + More CBC Attacks on Poilievre.

He got to watch most of it.

Next I tuned in a 32-minute (32:24) video published yesterday to Rumble's We The People - Constitutional Conventions channel: STRANGE CLOUDS IN SKY PROVE VENEZUELA EARTHQUAKES ARE MAN MADE DEMOLITION FOR TECHNOCRACY EXPANSION!

And then we finished the last 1½ or so hours of the video we had to abandon yesterday morning. At almost four hours (3:54:58), it had been uploaded two days ago to YouTube's Shawn Ryan Show: Brian Keating - The Alien Disclosure Nothingburger | SRS #316.

We were both glad that we had decided to finish watching the interview.

And that was it. My brother returned to his bedroom for further bed rest. At this point my wife had emerged from her bedroom some while earlier and was busy in the kitchen. My caffeine and nourishment abstention were both weighing me down with feebleness and fogginess, so by noon I was back in bed to try and escape the deprivation.

I can't recall how long I was down ─ definitely under 1½ hours, and likely nearer an hour. To my surprise, my wife was readying to leave for the day. She asked that I see to the drying of some laundry of hers, and she directed me to a dish she had cooked that she said I could have.

I am not planning on eating until after 6 p.m., so I will indulge in it when I do.

I could have exercised in her vacant bedroom, but I'm just too damned listless and weak. A little past 4 p.m. I stripped naked for a weigh-in on our analogue bathroom scales. In three tries I ranged from 180 to 181 pounds.

That's good for me! I just wish that I had exercised today.

Even though I will not have my day's only meal until after 6 p.m., I am going to get a jump on calorie intake by doing a little drinking now as I take a blogging break and start watching an episode each of the next three videos on my list of personal entertainment here on my bedside computer, for of course Bev has the living room T.V. tied up as she does every day until she finally goes to bed at night.

'Tis 4:55 p.m. 

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Maybe a dozen ounces of Sommet Rouge red wine (12% alcohol) boosted me through a very good Vegas ─ episode six ("The Real Thing") of the first season. My source was at GOOJARA.to.

It was a good series! It deserved a longer run.

And this specific episode ended at 5:44 p.m., soon after I had drained the glass tumbler of wine I was enjoying. I then dawdled until just past 6 p.m. so that I could finally eat.

Next up after eating was a can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) and The Gifted ─ episode 15 ("Monsters") of season two. My source was again at GOOJARA.to.

The one had what Vegas did not ─ surfacing of my emotions. Vegas was entertaining and interesting in its own realistic realm, but The Gifted goes to where a 'normal' drama in not easily able to.

The show was done by 7:44 p.m., and not a minute thereafter my brother arrived home from wherever he had bused away to before mid-afternoon to social drink.

My final show was Close to Me ─ episode two of the only season, since it is evidently a miniseries. My source was at M4uHD.page. An excellent intriguing drama!

The show was done by 9:30 p.m.

I'm not much farther ahead in figuring out what is going on in this miniseries, but at least the show is keeping me engrossed.

And of course I had my second and final beer this evening. It happened to be my last in stock. I hope to rise at 5 a.m. tomorrow and figure out what I am going to do. First I will need to assess how much beer remains in my brother's supply, and the likelihood of him making a beer run tomorrow afternoon.

I had best wrap things up and get to bed, even though right now it is only 9:52 p.m.