Managing Sleep

More water first, to ensure there's enough blood amd lymph in the system, then a few cycles of [

- active hyperventing to drop CO2, 

- automatic slow down, but 

- - keeping the proprioception of breath in conscious memory, 

- - allowing that to displace other conscious memories, 

- - conscious buffer shrinks a little; 

- - other studies indicate that at this point blood vessels constrict and lymph moves in for cleanup, but I am not sure on what timeframe

]

 ... repeated until until the consciousness stays down for a stretch of hours instead of just fractions of a second.

I guess this exercise is pertinent for securing neural detox for shorter periods also. I don't know the exact mechanism, yet, but fractions of a second spent unconscious do alleviate stress a little, and one feels slightly less tired already.

Dietary stack notes

 I think I figured out how to use B-complex this past week, so I'm gonna do a quick recap on the intra-day benefits I SEEM to be getting from dietary supplements studied thus far:

- B-complex (includes B12, but usually in tiny amounts, like 10-100 mcg): raises metabolism and blood sugar. Generally useful if I am going to be physically punching things, and want to feel ready. Best ingested after breakfast, or exercise, almost NEVER before trying to sleep. Avoid to avoid the antsy muscles feeling, or if there is slight bacterial infection where sepsis SEEMS to be exacerbated by blood sugar boosts - that uncontrollable tingly ticklish feeling around the face, neck, and other muscle groups which comes from the sugar high, heat generation, and reduction in muscle control. Thinking about this now, I might as well just take a generic multivitamin instead.

- B12 (500-1000mcg): doesn't seem to make me burn hotter, but appears to boost neural tone significantly. It pretty much seems to amplify (the rate of data processed for) anything I set my mind to ... analytical focus, kinesthesics, or sleep ... which also means you gotta pick one direction to go in and avoid contradicting yourself mid-boost.

- creatine monohydrate (2-3g): plenty of literature on that; go read about it; at slightly higher-doses (barely 5g in my case) makes me antsy but not warmer; deadens reflective ability, but helps with rote tasks - reminds me of how caffeine has a cognitive tunneling effect; possssibly due to involuntary tensing of muscle resulting in awkwardly shaped proprioceptive data which then becomes a distraction.

- caffeine (0.5 - 3.0 espressos): as above but stimulates the sympathetic nervous system considerably; needs to be balanced with action on the parasympathetic nervous system via exhalation resistance exercises (many people cheat and use nicotine), or ... 

- fish oil (1-3g doses, up to 5g/day): ... which lowers blood pressure, and seems to encourage my heart to pump hard but slow (there are papers on this); more reading required; remember the side-effect: it's also a blood thinner, so you should be wary.

- protein powder (13-30g protein content): general dynamics, better kinesthesia, actually food, a macronutrient, helps my immune system to reign in histamic/runny-nose symptoms which seem to pop up whenever I haven't eaten enough protein AND am under physical and/or cognitive stress

Thousandaire, onanist, playboy, philanthropist.

I had a biblical education as a kid. I always thought Solomon was cool because he was smart. I wanted to be smart like Solomon, but I didn't really care for the money or hoes. Then I grew up and I still didn't really care for the money or hoes, but I also realised that being smart came with a bunch of conveniences. You get to CHOOSE if you have, or don't have, money and hoes. 

Let me postscript this inane bio with metanote on hoes. I think there's absolutely nothing derogatory about calling a woman a ho, just like there's nothing necessarily bad about calling her a bitch. I absolutely love women. I worship them like they're idols and I love'em all, whatever you tell me about saying so. So, my hoes, my bitches, my friends, my ladies, my loved ones, my people, be lovely, be good, be fierce, be wonderful, crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentations of their ho-bros. I do so love you. And I don't care if you don't want me to talk this way, even if you believe it means I love you less.

Mandatory postpostscript: I am also not condoning, nor do I practice the pull-out method for birth-control. I tried it once years and years ago and failed miserably, of course! (Mea culpa, it was my second time, I thoroughly failed her.) But I also hate being referred to as a genius because it's a word used by people who simply don't know any better, such that it carries limited meaning to me. This is about the word-choice of Onanist. I'm merely referring to intellectual masturbation.

Long-term greedy?

 $143 is a tiny sum. I thought a lot today, about spending that to buy someone a modicum of joy. But, I couldn't afford it - or I haven't yet decided to. Thrice in previous years, I made more than per work-day. These days it's a sixth of my monthly paycheck, or almost a month's rent. Nothing new, but I enjoy frequently reminding myself of how I run strategy. I've been systematically avoiding commercial specialisation since 2005. Every two years or so, I pivot out of product-market-fit, and chop down my income potential, just so I am constantly under pressure to acquire new talent. I think of talent as intellectual capital, but the latter term has a specifically different meaning under law, so it is best to not say so. I have been and unbeen, an investment banker, a business analyst, a software developer, a short-term trader, a business consultant, a technology consultant, and a business owner-operator. 

In contrast to that, approximately every five years since 2000, I've met someone I loved dearly, who couldn't explain to me why I irritated them. And there were other lesser cases in between. There's a lot of character development (i.e. pain) involved in combining these two key sets of stressors together, and trying to iron them out into one coherent life. Just operating is hard - nevermind pitching it to external parties. Anyway, about that $143, so far my business interest is winning over my social interest, but who knows what will be the case tomorrow. 

I'm going for a walk at Desa Park City later. I've been mostly awake for almost 30 hours, across work, snoozing, and socials. A friend will accompany me, it seems, so there is less risk of falling asleep at the wheel. I want to go for a short walk there, as I have before. It is a place for me associated with the discovery of a few lost loves, all of whom I am thinking of - two first dates, and an activity which never happened with a third. If you lose a dear friend every five years, it's an expensive enterprise to prospect for more of such friends. But I enjoy the process. On the bright side, every new relationship makes me fussier, and so consequently it seems, the people I meet improve in quality as I get better at picking them. So it SEEMS.

The overarching theme here is simple: stay long-term greedy.