I had about 75ml last night and went to sleep, weird dreams and a couple of times woke up sweaty, pulled the covers off then cooled off, covers back on ... it's gotten much warmer and I think it's been difficult to adjust. Pretty soon I'll take my fan down from the loft and have it blowing on me when I sleep.
I feel a little "weird" but no shakiness, and my heart's not pounding like it was a day or two ago. And this is only Tuesday. I might have 50ml in some ginseng drink at bedtime tonight and call that good enough.
I did some mental math and realized that each of those large cans of corned beef hash that I got will give me 24 servings assuming 4-oz servings. When I first got into "keto" eating, I was quite a bit larger and wanted larger portions of meat, I believe 8oz was my standard. That went down to 6oz, and now I'm finding that a 6oz. portion even of something lighter like salmon is a bit much so now I measure everything out in 4oz. portions. I like to have things in the freezer, all pre-cut and ready to have with scrambled eggs, in a curry or a miso soup, or over vegetables. What most people skip over are the vegetables; you gotta eat lots of vegetables to be healthy.
This shutdown certainly has me just about completely off of restaurant and prepared foods. Sure, I might buy some fish cake for $3-odd or a small bento on sale for $6, but this is really the new age of cooking and eating at home.
The cellulitis on my right ear keeps refusing to go away, so I'm just washing it often but I'm trying out washing it, then re-washing it with some smelly handwash Ken brought over in a little bottle that has something like "chloroxylene" in it. I did some looking around online and it's used in hospitals and a bit hard to get, except the tattoo/piercing community uses it so it's available for "civilian" use as long as one doesn't mind paying for it. Result: An almost $40 bottle of the stuff coming to me from Amazon. It's worth having around. And far cheaper than trying to see a doctor.
I took the bones and fat left over from the beef ribs and trimmed all the stuff off of the bones, making up 5 nice servings for the birds. I tossed one up on the roof and put the rest in the fridge. So now I had a bag of the bones, and I took a bag of trash and this bag of bones and put the bones out on the median on Zanker Road where I saw a crow moseying around. I got rid of the bag of trash and checked to see if any goodies were left behind the lab place but none were. And not much packing material around; I just found one large flat piece of firm foam. It's still enough to pack one of the things I have to ship.
I got back, cooked up some bacon and eggs, watched some YouTube, and got in a practice session. I'm sure the bums heard me but they had problems of their own, yelling and fighting. And the guy from the ice cream place was still here; I could see his van. As I finished my practice up I saw him go out to his van, then walk over to Crazy Chrissie and I think, complain about some damage that had been done to it, probably by her or her scumbag friends. They had quite a discussion in the parking lot, probably him say it's got to be her or her scumbag friends, and her trying to convince him that may be it was someone else around her, to no avail.
The ice cream guy (name of Manual I think I overheard) pulled the van in and closed the roll-up door. This is why I think he lives in there. Pretty soon more scumbags came around and at one point there was besides a car or three, a motor scooter, a truck, and a bicycle. They all circled around and bitched at each other and the usual bum things, then all went away except of course for Crazy Chrissie who may declare herself a Parkinglotastinian and claim that that corner's her homeland.
I cooked up a nice miso soup with a mushroom and beef theme, using the half-serving of the beef I'd just cut up. It's ... OK. The beef, I mean; the soup was great.
I pulled out the things I need to pack so the packing will only be mildly annoying instead of very annoying. And picked out some things to list on Ebay.
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