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Pinging just about anything, for me, just about always has no less then ten percent echo request timeouts. For the most part it's quite a lot more, like twenty five percent. Exceedingly rare is that I sometimes get as low as eight percent timeouts.

Now, this is at home, using my iOS 10.0.1 iPhone 7's Personal HotSpot via WiFi from my macOS Sierra 10.12.6 on my Mid 2015 MacBook Pro. It's reasonable to expect there'd be some lossage but I have by now convinced myself that it's not actually my phone's nor my box' fault.

(Note that GeoLocating my IP puts me in Seattle, so every fucking day I get all the local Seattle traffic reports, city council coverage, the occasional Crime Of The Century taking place in Redmond &c.)

There's a data center just upstairs from NedSpace so we get very, very good WiFi there but even so there are more lost packets than I regard as reasonable to expect.

Surely There Is Some Reason?

No aphasia in my writing; I'm still at home so I haven't spoken yet. It doesn't work to detect spoken Aphasia unless I'm addressing a specific person.

That I was quite definitely Manic starting early Monday morning led me to take 15 mg of Zyprexa (olanzapine) Monday night.

I worked overnight Tuesday with the plan to sleep starting mid afternoon but both types of aphasia were so severe Tuesday that I at first planned to go to the Urgent Care Clinic but upon realizing I had been experiencing quite severe short term memory loss that I called my case manager Michelle to ask that she drive me to the Emergency Room instead.

As I was riding home on the bus I was completely overcome with grief and desperately struggling to avoid screaming in agony. I briefly entertained the idea of going back into carpentry as it always brought me great serenity, but I quickly realized that were I to do so there was no doubt in my mind I would slice my thumb off with my circular saw.

Less than one minute after the Triage Nurse drew blood from me I forgot that she had done so, accidentally tore my bandage off then found myself puzzling as to why I was bleeding all over the floor.

That I was repeatedly repeating myself led the ER staff to expedite my treatment: less than twenty minutes after I checked in with their receptionist I was ginven a Cerebral CT Scan - they're not called CAT Scans anymore - then a paper EKG, assigned an Exam Room immediately after that, hooked up to a video EKG, automated blood pressure cuff, blood oxygen monitor then given a Urine Test.

But you looked like a Cyborg with all those wires! You quite reasonably protest, then I adeptly deflect your assertion by requesting that you sorry lot do an image search for "Urinal Jug".

VERY surprising is that I never once felt thirsty despite that I was using my trusted friend the Urinal Jug just like I was a race horse.

That just _never_ happens. Not for twenty-four years due to Psychogenic Polydipsia: "Thirst Of The Mind". It is uncommon and poorly understood but is speculated to be a side effect of Antipsychotic Medication. I don't feel thirsty now either.

I have more to say but want to chill and get ready for work so I will continue in a reply.

But I will say that I still experience mike Aphasia in my writing.

In more Trump corruption news:

President Trump’s former personal attorney Michael Cohen pleaded guilty Thursday in New York to lying to Congress about a Moscow real estate project that Trump and his company pursued at the same time he was running for president.

In a nine-page filing, prosecutors laid out a litany of lies that Cohen admitted he told to congressional lawmakers about the Moscow project — an attempt, Cohen said, to minimize links between the proposed development and Trump as his presidential bid was well underway.

As part of Cohen’s plea, he admitted to falsely claiming that efforts to build a Trump-branded tower in Moscow ended in January 2016, when in fact discussions continued through June of that year, the filing said. Among the people Cohen briefed on the status of the project was Trump himself, on more than three occasions, according to the document.

Trump has repeatedly said that he had no business dealings in Russia, tweeting in July 2016, “For the record, I have ZERO investments in Russia,” and telling reporters in January 2017 that he had no deals there because he had “stayed away.”

Michael Cohen, Trump’s former lawyer, pleads guilty to lying to Congress about Moscow project

I'm about 2 months in to dating another woman.

I met her on Tinder. I was bored one day and feeling a little lonely, so I updated and reactivated my tinder profile. Tinder seems to give you a pretty big visibility boost if you have been inactive for some time, so I was able to get a match within a couple hours.

Her name is Jasmine. She's a Speech Therapist that helps people with various levels of disability communicate. I would classify her as a book worm type. We've seen each other about 10 times and so far, things seem to be going really well.

My love language is touch, and I really like how she touches and caresses me. Little things like touching my waist or a gentle touch on my cheek make me feel good.

It's been over 4 years since my wife and I opened our marriage. This is the most serious thing that I've found so far. I'm really enjoy spending time with her. I think that this has the potential to at least last for a few months. Who knows... I'm enjoying the moment though. It's taken a lot to get here.

When I was looking back to see what number this entry was in my 'Relationship Hacking' series, I see that the last Journal entry was when I wrote about having problems getting it up on an earlier date. On my first date with this woman, we had a pretty normal first date. We met at a restaurant, shared an appetizer and had a couple drinks. After a couple hours, she invited me back to her place. I, of course, said yes, and we went to her condo. I couldn't get it up for her either.

Since that first date, I haven't had any issues. Most times we can go at it twice in an evening. Apparently I physically can't do one night stands. I think i get way too nervous and that just shuts things down. I guess I need to feel comfortable with someone first, which makes sense, but it's against the stereotypical male image of always being ready for sex.

Dr. Sebastian Gorka, a beautiful man with a very big Heart & Brain who did tremendous work for me at the White House, has just written an excellent book, "Why We Fight: Defeating America's Enemies - With NO Apologies." ZERO apologies, folks. Sebastian has nothing to apologize for. And neither do I. I have this Country running LIKE A TOP. And Dr. Sebastian was a big help with that. He’s a big man. He’s all man. I won’t talk about the weight. I don't know what the weight is. And very frankly, I don't want to know. Maybe it's a problem and maybe it isn't. I won’t go there. But he’s a big man and he’s a great man. So get his Book now. Very good read! barnesandnoble.com/w/why-we-fight-sebastian-gorka-phd/1129292280

Update -- there's a lot of unfairness when it comes to the Books. Amazon is just not on an even playing field. They have a tremendous lobbying effort, in addition to having the Washington Post. What they have is a very uneven playing field. With many Divots for somebody that says, "oh, I'll open a beautiful new Bookstore." I have stated my concerns with Amazon long before the Election. Unlike others, they pay little or no taxes to state & local governments, use our Postal System as their Delivery Boy (causing tremendous loss to the U. S.), and are putting many thousands of retailers out of business. But, you want to save a little money, right? Maybe you want to save some money. Amazon, very proudly, has Dr. Sebastian's Book for a little less money. And they have what they call Audiobook. For the people that have Modern Cyber. You buy Audiobook, there's a cyber person reading his Book out loud to you. You can be reading Documents. You can be watching TV. Playing Golf (hello Obama). Or having "sex." While you listen to Dr. Sebastian's Audiobook. Amazing! amazon.com/Why-We-Fight-Defeating-Apologies/dp/162157640X

Saturday night I forgot to call 9-1-1 but my brother in law figured it out then told me

Increasingly severe Broca's Aphasia in my writing since Sunday morning. By 11:00 AM could not write intelligibly. That same Broca's was in my speech starting noon today, grew in severity then subsided just now.

In early 2011 I was completely unable to remember the name of the lover I had during the summer of 2010. She and I weee very close but I would never had a clue until my mother told me

Since 2014 I've been able to remember what happened since happened yet have never had a clue as to _when_.

This morning I made a truly awesome sandwich for lunch then when I got to work totally forgot about it. Remembered it when I got home but was stymied by why it was not in my bag

Left _all_ of my medicine as well as my wallet at work when I left mudafternoon today. This was the very first time I've ever forgotten my wallet.

JUSTICE BREYER: So what is to happen if a state needing revenue says anyone who speeds has to forfeit the Bugatti, Mercedes, or a special Ferrari or even jalopy?

(Laughter.)

MR. FISHER: There -- no, there is no -- there is no excessive fines issue there. I -- what I will say and what I think is important to -- to remember is that there is a constitutional limit, which is the proof of instrumentality, the need to prove nexus.

JUSTICE BREYER: That isn't a problem because it was the Bugatti in which he was speeding. (Laughter.)

MR. FISHER: Right.

JUSTICE BREYER: So -- so there is all the nexus.

MR. FISHER: Historically -­

JUSTICE BREYER: Now I just wonder, what -- what is it? What is it? Is that just permissible under the Constitution?

MR. FISHER: To forfeit the Bugatti for speeding?

JUSTICE BREYER: Yeah, and, by the way, it was only five miles an hour -­

MR. FISHER: Yeah.

JUSTICE BREYER: -- above the speed limit.

MR. FISHER: Well, you know, the answer is yes. And I would call your attention to the -­

JUSTICE BREYER: Is it yes?

MR. FISHER: Yes, it's forfeitable.

I hope Indiana goes down in flames. It's about time we kill this beast.

If I can _only_ compose poetry when I'm Manic, surely there is a poet within me somewhere, struggling to come out.

I've found that it helps to just pull the first line out of my ass, with the rhyme and meter either determined by the next line or the line after my ass.

This evening I really _did_ compose a poem whose first line was "In the deep of the knight". Do yer worst; I'll post my own poem tomorrow evening. And-a One! And-A Two! And-A...

Very honored to have done an incredible job Monday. When I held 2 amazing MAGA rallies in Mississippi. For TRUMP 2020 and for @cindyhydesmith. Huge huge crowd! So many folks waiting in line. You don't mind waiting. Because you love me. And you love Cindy. Cindy has voted with me 100% of the time. 100%. She's always had my back. She's always had your back. Vote for Cindy and send a very special message to the Radical Dems! If we win today, we go 53-47, and nobody can believe it! #RedTide

The good news is that around one this morning I composed the following poem; I haven't come up with a title yet:

Some smoke weed,
Some drink rum,
Some shoot dope,
Some chew gum.

Some men fight,
Some men run,
Some men fear,
Some have fun.

What do _I_ do?
Wish I knew.
For if I did,
It would get done.

The Bad News is that while poetry has been with us since the Dawn Of Humanity, for _me_ to compose it is an _unmistakeable_ sign that I am _already_ either Manic - or _Psychotic_.

I'm not yet aware of any Psychotic symptoms other than possibly my poem, but Psychoses can be imperceptible at first, if it comes on slowly as it often does.

Given my concern about Psychosis, I took all my Happy Pills, then after checking my phone's calendar so as to ensure there was nowhere I had to be tomorrow (Tuesday), after I took all my regular Happy Pills, I took _three_ of my Extra Special ones: 15 mg Zyprexa (olanzapine).

I avoid Zyprexa because it raises the blood sugar - Hyperglycemia - which can cause the adult form of Diabetes. But there are times when an AK-47 just won't do, one requires a Gatling Gun. Fifteen milligrams of Zyprexa and to Sleep Like The Dead will set me right up.