Coco a'Go-Go!
A smashing day, as in smashing me to smitherines. Such pain in the brain is not known to mortal man. I really do believe the new 5G Wi-Fi antennae is to blame, in this sense: Already lame, my brain is made more ill by it. My dog walks around forever, stomp clank stomp, probably affected by the same radiation, and makes me even sicker. Now sicker, the Wi-Fi antenna makes my brain is made even more ill by it. My dog walks around forever, stomp clank stomp.
I was too ill to put up tin foil or the mirror or the camera in the window, bark bark. bark bark. Which means another day of more radiation poisoning. Which reminds me of getting a licence. I need to drive, but I am too sick to go get a licence, especially since I have no car. Catch-22 is for all the little guys. All the pebbles on the beach that keep the giants' feet from sinking into the waterlogged sand. That's what Catch-22's are for. That and eventually everyone dies ironically.
I am relaxing with a nice home-made cup of cocoa, anyway, because, to the extent that I did, I turned the day around.
This was probably the last warm-enough-day until spring. And I have been hoping to do a project outside. Just getting up the brain, and the steam, and the movement to do it today was almost impossible. But I did it. I put up a fake ivy screen on one side of my tiny front "porch" which will protect the dog from wind and snow when he comes up and waits to come back inside. It will also shade from afternoon/eve sun in the summertime. Not something to sneeze at.
It looks nice, with the night porch light shining through it, emerald green, somewhat. While it makes a nice privacy screen, from the narcissists next-door, allowing me to step outside in my pointy Madonna bra, there is the problem of hiding from sight any up-to-no-good prowlers or dog-nappers, or so on. It also makes the area darker. So, some weeks ago, I installed the Night-Eyes security light there. They are pretty weak lights, but I could turn on the audio alarm when I bring in dog at night, if I wanted too. Which would be a bother. I need at least 3 security cameras and two solar-dawn-to-dusk-super-bright security lights as well.
There are electrical outlets outside, but would require time, running wiring, if and when I ever put in security lights at the dark side of the house. They aren't as helpful as solar, since, when you really need protection from rioters is when the power goes out, and the sun steps in to save the day.
So, after that, I warmed up a turkey/stuffing/gravy dinner, and also mixed some mustards together and into two separate containers. One is great regular-yellow, and the other is my version of hot and spicy. So, that was little time-consuming thing now nice to have out of the way.
My dog's weirdness/illness lasted into today, even after his morning meal, which is very rare. So, no second meal for him today. But I did let him lick the turkey gravy off the pan. And I have taken to giving him an extra, tiny bit of tasty, fat-laced water at 8:pm, (my time), as a vehicle of introducing various drugs into his bloodstream, most importantly, to me: melatonin. Woot.
After that, I made some cocoa, which includes a little two-types-of-no-calorie-sugar, and a miniscule amount of caffeine. I am playing with fire, here. I could leave this world tonight, who knows, and spend the rest of eternity cavorting with hill billies in pantsuits.
(Spell-check correct that, from, "Hillbillies in pant-suits." I think it has a contrarian agenda).
I am doing more to reduce my own wifi, mobile and cellphone radiation, now. So, I will be turning off and tuning out for longer periods here, and there, and maybe also over there. My dog is slightly lucky, because behind the wall next to his bed is the bathtub, which should be helping to block the 2.4/5Gs from my router. At least. But he's usually pacing all around so that's irrelevant now.
Hopefully, I will call the emergency vet clinic at perhaps 4:am and talk with the girl I once talked with before, and ask her again what are the pet insurance plans which she recommended. And also, is an X-ray there the same cost as an X-ray at a regular vet, or do you get sent to China. Regular vets usually have a waiting time of a freaking month. Which I should actually otherwise spend in getting my shit together for a road-trip into a remote abandoned missile silo.
I'm pretty dog tired.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcN5Vaqd9sg
I was too ill to put up tin foil or the mirror or the camera in the window, bark bark. bark bark. Which means another day of more radiation poisoning. Which reminds me of getting a licence. I need to drive, but I am too sick to go get a licence, especially since I have no car. Catch-22 is for all the little guys. All the pebbles on the beach that keep the giants' feet from sinking into the waterlogged sand. That's what Catch-22's are for. That and eventually everyone dies ironically.
I am relaxing with a nice home-made cup of cocoa, anyway, because, to the extent that I did, I turned the day around.
This was probably the last warm-enough-day until spring. And I have been hoping to do a project outside. Just getting up the brain, and the steam, and the movement to do it today was almost impossible. But I did it. I put up a fake ivy screen on one side of my tiny front "porch" which will protect the dog from wind and snow when he comes up and waits to come back inside. It will also shade from afternoon/eve sun in the summertime. Not something to sneeze at.
It looks nice, with the night porch light shining through it, emerald green, somewhat. While it makes a nice privacy screen, from the narcissists next-door, allowing me to step outside in my pointy Madonna bra, there is the problem of hiding from sight any up-to-no-good prowlers or dog-nappers, or so on. It also makes the area darker. So, some weeks ago, I installed the Night-Eyes security light there. They are pretty weak lights, but I could turn on the audio alarm when I bring in dog at night, if I wanted too. Which would be a bother. I need at least 3 security cameras and two solar-dawn-to-dusk-super-bright security lights as well.
There are electrical outlets outside, but would require time, running wiring, if and when I ever put in security lights at the dark side of the house. They aren't as helpful as solar, since, when you really need protection from rioters is when the power goes out, and the sun steps in to save the day.
So, after that, I warmed up a turkey/stuffing/gravy dinner, and also mixed some mustards together and into two separate containers. One is great regular-yellow, and the other is my version of hot and spicy. So, that was little time-consuming thing now nice to have out of the way.
My dog's weirdness/illness lasted into today, even after his morning meal, which is very rare. So, no second meal for him today. But I did let him lick the turkey gravy off the pan. And I have taken to giving him an extra, tiny bit of tasty, fat-laced water at 8:pm, (my time), as a vehicle of introducing various drugs into his bloodstream, most importantly, to me: melatonin. Woot.
After that, I made some cocoa, which includes a little two-types-of-no-calorie-sugar, and a miniscule amount of caffeine. I am playing with fire, here. I could leave this world tonight, who knows, and spend the rest of eternity cavorting with hill billies in pantsuits.
(Spell-check correct that, from, "Hillbillies in pant-suits." I think it has a contrarian agenda).
I am doing more to reduce my own wifi, mobile and cellphone radiation, now. So, I will be turning off and tuning out for longer periods here, and there, and maybe also over there. My dog is slightly lucky, because behind the wall next to his bed is the bathtub, which should be helping to block the 2.4/5Gs from my router. At least. But he's usually pacing all around so that's irrelevant now.
Hopefully, I will call the emergency vet clinic at perhaps 4:am and talk with the girl I once talked with before, and ask her again what are the pet insurance plans which she recommended. And also, is an X-ray there the same cost as an X-ray at a regular vet, or do you get sent to China. Regular vets usually have a waiting time of a freaking month. Which I should actually otherwise spend in getting my shit together for a road-trip into a remote abandoned missile silo.
I'm pretty dog tired.
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