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It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

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Sunday, 8 October 2023

Dairy and sleep

I have been using (playing?) Pokemon Sleep since I was housesitting.  It is rather pointless but has confirmed some things, like that on e a good night it takes me between forty minutes and an hour to get to sleep.  Also that on Thursday night when it felt like getting to sleep was taking forever it is because I was lying awake in the dark for over two and a half hours....

Which will explain the mood I was in on Friday, when my grocery delivery included a 2L tub of Tiptop ice-cream I hadn't ordered but which I never the less devoured.  Making myself very sick with both dairy poisoning and actively symptomatic diabetes.  Win!  Or not.


Otherwise, not up to much

Tricked my therapist into thinking I am doing better by having trimmed my beard.  It was actually because my self care was failing and food was getting stuck in it and it was gross.

Also I voted early.  But not for the party that the 1news vote compass suggested (it thinks I should be voting Te Pāti Māori).

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