Last night would be the acid test. The illegal nightclub/casino/brothel would operate, or not. But after I got home and ate the bento I'd bought at Nijiya and settled down a bit, I was really tired as I was operating on 4 hours of sleep and I just had to get more sleep.
So I went to bed at 11PM and woke up around 3AM. And there was nothing going on outside at all. No cops, no pimps and ho's and customers, no nothing. I stayed up until 6AM, and a total of about 5 disappointed clients wandered by.
I went back to bed and woke up around 10AM because the guys next door were using their favorite toy, a power washer. And amazingly, went back to sleep while that was still going on and woke up at 2:30 in the afternoon.
I packed some things and of them, two could go by FedEx so I took them to .... Fedex. Then went to Dai Thanh on Capitol and shopped the hell out of the place, still only spending just a hair under $20. Vietnamese markets are great this way.
I picked up shipping materials a bit, stopped by Tom's to hang out but he and his wife were heading out to the laundromat so I came back here and had a snack, vegetarian pork rinds which are ... OK I guess. And some cold pickled mackerel I'd wanted to try for a long time, which by the time I got home was thawed out and just right.
I eventually got around to packing more things, all the things that had sold actually so no matter what time I get up, I can at least take the FedEx ones to FedEx and I'll have the post office ones done.
I do a lot of breathing exercises while out riding, and one hot tip I've come up with is, if I just blow on the back of my hand to see if I'm making a nice small stream of air, all the back of my hand can tell me is that I'm blowing air and that's about it. But if I use my finger tip, I can tell if I'm making a nice round little stream or a lopsided one etc.
Due to snaggly teeth, in the past I had a little jet of air going off to the side, often. That's far in the past now. So I feel the breathing exercises and practicing making a little jet of air, are helping me.
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