that was unexpected

nuthin at all any of y’uns need be concerned with, just me.

came home from long workaday at the J.O.B.

and passed right the F out. woke at 9 and finished a conversation wtih Brutha B on a camping trip plan, and went RIGHT BACK to bed. Only woke one more time (hydraulics pegging the red zone) at 3, and here it is just past 6am and I have my second cuppa of Black in front of me.

12 hours (well, 11 since I was up for an hour chatting)

I thinks I was tired,,,,

Exhausted even.

What gives? Dunno,,, Eating good enough, no strange bugs runnin’ about that I am aware of, I think its just a combination of Wild Swings in weather (freeze in mornings, sweat in afternoons) and shortened daylight hours. All throwing me a curve-ball I wasn’t ready for. The weather swings are the most likely culprit since we don’t USUALLY see such deep dives in the freezer until much later in the year. yeah, cold snaps, but this was a bit extended form of ‘snap’.

and it could be cumulative ‘lakc of sleep’ from running the woodstove this week. I didn’t run it last night, depending on the wall heater to keep things comfy (it worked perfectly) so I wasn’t up at odd hours ‘being the T-Stat’, opening/closing doors and windows, because the Woodstove is way more than this house needs. I had been all week, and there were nights where I was dehydrated by said stove to boot. Get up at 3 to open doors and drink half a gallon of water to get rid of the ‘Dries’, dry eyes, dry throat, dry schnoz,,, Shit gets painful if it gets too dry. (and did you know, you can be dehydrated and still pissing? Yes you can, so just because the bladder is still kickin’ doesn’t mean you don’t need to drink up.)

Feel much better this morning, so I am not overly worried about it. the chassis I currently inhabit took over and took the choice away: “we’re sleepin’ dammit, so quiet the fuck down Brainium,,,,”

Headed to lake today,,, wanna scout a campsite thingy for B and I to do a winter kayakamping weekend. Mostly to make sure certain items are readily available (windfall wood and grates on fire rings) Hoping like heck this works out since B hasn’t had near enough water therapy this year and I haven’t had near enough camping therapy. We both need time away, him from his world, me from the kittums (they don’t like it, but I need some space too dangit!)

And the plan,,, (wanna hear god laugh, make plans. I guess I am looking for howling laughter festivus,,,,,) the plan is to camp over weekend before T-day, then take off the three days before T-day to tear the heads off Buffalo and fix those issues. Small pinhole in head gasket at Cyl#5 (I know it because thats the only one that has chronic misfires.) and keeping anti-freeze in the old girl gets expensive, and the blowback keeps the heater core from working properly (no heat, off and on,, usually off) No oil in coolant, no coolant in oil, so its not into the crankcase, just the cylinder, but that is a temporary condition, likely to go full bore when you least need it too. (you never need it to, but it will bite you when it’s the most inconvenient.)

Its swap gaskets, or swap engines, and either one at this stage is in the cards,,, I just keep putting it off and putting it off because I know the truck is going to be down for several days and I have no back up in this case. So I told Son of Bossman that I need the time to “Fix MY shit” and that I “WILL BE taking that time off to do so”, and no, I WON’T BE answering phone calls from certain numbers that week, so DEAL! His “ok,” was so nonchalant, I figured he had been waiting for it. (the truck issues are known to him,,,,) If they have a fire that needs put out, it can burn down, or it can wait till after my stuff is taken care of. My stuff keeps getting put on hold for thiers,,, time to flip that coin for a spell.

So until then (two weeks) I baby the old girl and keep her moving, deal with cold mornings and cold cabs, and make sure she doesn’t lose so much coolant that she blows the f! up. a

nd go kayaking as I can, to keep my sanity intact. And its very much in need of propping up in this world as it spins.

I am hearing it from all over the place,,, People are having mental issues that they can’t figure out, and IMO, its due to the world losing its collective shit due to NWO activity trying to push through to a compleletion of tactics that are never going to work anyways. I repeat myself here; too many moving parts with too many individual personalities. We are NOT widgets with mechanical properties that can be swapped around wilhenilhe.

But the efforts can sure F! up a good running machine (even if its been in limp mode for decades,,,,) and people are starting to feel that across the board, even if they don’t keep a finger on the pulse of the world. It’s trickling down to them and they don’t understand the ‘why’.

Ignorance is bliss, until it becomes the nightmare,,,, (I have some thoughts on this too, but laters) no, this needs said,,,, Those that are starting to ‘feel it’ but don’t understand why, need to be reached out to in a big way. Help them to understand that what they are feeling is INDUCED and by what factions, and WHY they need to be concerned. Take it as a ‘Redpill’ moment. Lots of sources you can use; Like TL’s “Lies of Omission” feature film. More likely though, just pointing out where ‘all those conspiracies’ became fact, from a voice they know (yours) will be enough to get the ball rolling. It won’t stop the madness, but it will help grow the “Based” base, (I hate those words salads of stoopid phrases, but people use them and understand,,,, Woke=programmed, based=awake and pissed off, Diverse=bugnutz insane, GenderFluid=potential fertilizer ,,,,,)

Anywhooos,,,, the water calls or the fingers will be worn to nubs tapping out shit that will end up in the round file because brainium is rested relaxed and ready to rumble, but NOT thinking clearly,,,,,Still stumbling around with an empty coffee cup and mix-matched slippers and no robe,,,, (GET DRESSED YOU PERVERT!!!! yell the katz)

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  1. Maybe you were ill, or about to be?

    I once “lost” a weekend (and not to alcohol) sleeping it away almost Van Winkle style. Went to work on Monday and I was fine. And I was perhaps the only one who was.

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