Monday

Hey, Amazon dropped off my order a day earlier than expected. They now only deliver on work days, which means that, unless you order on Monday or Tuesday, receiving packages from them can feel like the old days - it takes about a week. I'm sure it must have been expensive delivering packages as swiftly as there were doing for a while, even delivering on Sundays! I don't mind. I'd rather wait a couple of more days than face a price-hike. Anyway, I now have my playing cards, so that I am free to play Spider without the computer. ... ... From Ecclesiastes: "He that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow." [World as Will and Representation] ... ... Hmm, I guess when it is a bit cold like winter, you don't really need to shower after a decent wank. So long as you don't feel all sweaty and grimy and ick. ... ... Wow, I won my first game of two-suited Spider. That feels really good. It was on the computer, and I was definitely glad to get the fireworks display. I deserved something! Still, I don't intend to try the full four-suited game for a looong, long time. I will have to win at least a few of these first. And now I know it is possible for me. ... ... Newspaper headline: "Europeans Mocked Bush, But They're Scared of Trump". ... ... Pi said, "Hey, I thought you said you were dropping Four Cell from your life." I was thinking about it, but I could use more rather than fewer games in my repertoire, and I have to say that Four Cell has grown on me. It is more challenging and absorbing, and it is not for the very late evening, but, uh, I find that I can really appreciate the way it drives me down the card-laden paths to solve the puzzle. "You have been hitting the cards pretty hard. Do you think it might be just a temporary passion, or might this be something more, maybe true love?" I'm not sure. You know how I go through these manias, but they usually flutter out. It's the old test: let's see if I am still shuffling and dealing when spring comes around. Right now, though, I am feeling like, maybe, I could just do this for the rest of my sorry-ass life. Books, solitaire, and movies for the rest of the way. Like I have found myself. "If it makes you happy!" Well, I don't know about happiness. It's a reason to get out of bed in the morning, and that probably has to be enough for me: to distract myself pleasantly enough as I keep out of people's way.