Saturday 10th November 2018
Catalan: Dissabte 10 de Novembre de 2018
2335hrs: I woke most unenthusiastically, reluctantly, and begrudgingly. For some reason, I felt I needed more sleep, rest, recuperation. Resentful that I had been cheated out of my sleep again. For I still felt tuckered out. I determinedly closed my eyes, and I snapped at the quilt and pulled it over my scarily ever-growing paunch. Intent on denying any expergefactor-like interference.
Within seconds of settling again, the call to the Porcelain Throne arrived. Amazing, for three mornings now I have been free of these waking-up-time summonses to the Throne… today, the first time I didn’t want to rise out of the £300 second-hand recliner, I get the call! Sulk-Mode-Deployed and bottom-lip pouting engaged!
I spotted only one live Evil Ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetle on the floor. A look around in the usual hot-spots was conducted, but no signs of any more of the illegal immigrant aliens were found. “Aha,” I foolishly thought, “am I winning the battle at last?”
On the unwanted light and view destroying new window ledge, well-stained now, with all the Rentokil, Sanmex and Raid bug killer spraying, I found some dead weevils near their possible entry and escape route holes in the wall sealing from when the windows were installed.
Gave a bug-killer spray around, then to the kitchen. Taking a wee-wee in between. Washed the hands with antiseptic disinfectant.
Got the Health Checks done.
Looks like the readings are going back up again. Oy Vey! Although the Pulse was okay.
Took the medications.
Back to the wet room for yet another short-sharp wee-wee!
The Weevil seemed to be shoving or pulling whatever it is behind him or her?
‘Bottom-Lip Extruding’ and ‘Feeling Sorry for Myself’ Modes adopted!
Off for another wee-wee. Tsk! I had a rinse and on to the computer.
The Liberty-Global-Virgin Media Internet was very slow again. Although it got a bit better later.
I got on with this blog, up to here. When it dawned on me, I have not finished yesterdays diary yet!
So I got onto it straight away. Finished it off and posted it to WordPress.
Went on the TFZer Facebooking for an hour or three. Then did some graphicalisationing of Diary page top graphic funnies to use later.
I ate it slowly, masticating the fodder, as well as I could with the few teeth I have left
I got the pots into the washing-up bowl to soak.
Had a wee-wee and wash, then did the Health Checks. Still high Sys and Dia, Tsk!)
Settled into the £300 second-hand recliner, and lay here thinking things through, but seemed to have nodded off within minutes again.
As the weevil wars continue, I see they’ve advanced to ambushing you on your well warn keyboard. Did you counter attack with some well placed keystrokes? That is quite a variety of food items you cooked up and assembled on your plate.
The dang varmints! Still, not so many about this morning, Tim?
T’was a bit of a mixed bag of fodder wasn’t it. Just noticed I didn’t Flavour Rate it, either. A 6.5/10 methinks. Well, go on then. 7/10. Hehehe! Cheers.