Improving health and I'm writing again by DraythixTransryu, journal
Improving health and I'm writing again
So, I seem to have finally found out why I just haven't had the energy to do anything for the past few years: my body isn't producing all the stuff that I need to fully digest food. I've basically been becoming increasingly malnourished for years now, and catching covid a year ago somehow made it significantly worse. Thankfully, I have meds now that have been helping me, and I actually have energy again! I mean, I'm still a barely functioning person because of my *other* disabilities, but at least this specific issue is being addressed. On the plus side, I've been starting to write again. I guess having energy means I can get myself to do things aside from staring at video games all day. I'm 3000 words in and finished the main tf part, but since I'm a slow writer it will be a bit before I finish it. I just have a bit further to go to make this into a proper story. Hopefully more stories will follow, but I'll have to see how things go. For those who are interested: This will be a
Legends Part 3 COH story 31 by CaptFox, literature
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Legends Part 3 COH story 31
One part of the central racks held projectile weapons. Needless to say that drew the two vulpine. Self-bows, composite long bows, short bows and even a pair of crossbows were neatly arraigned there. Large chests placed neatly on the floor held THOUSANDS of arrows. A small room held ammunition. Boxes and boxes of rifle, pistol and machine gun ammo. All neatly, securely and safely stored. There was a 1960’s style wall phone on the wall. But rather than being at 5’ height for easy use it was a full 6’ off the floor. The man laughed. “Hero Horn installed those. But he made them right for his size. Great electrician; but a lousy sense of heights.” A door in one wall led to a small but fully equipped workshop. Not only could any weapon be repaired there. But also bows and arrows could be repaired or even fully manufactured. There was even the equipment needed for reloading ammo. “We don’t have this,” Stealth commented. “We have a workshop,” Misha added. “But
Legends Part 2 COH story 31 by CaptFox, literature
Literature
Legends Part 2 COH story 31
“Let’s call the number in the letter,” Stealth said. “See who answers.” With a silent command the phone number in the letter was called. The phone rang three times before someone picked it up. “Hello,” a female voice said. “This is Stealth calling,” the feline said bluntly. “I got your letter.” “Good!” The voice said cheerfully. “Papa is eager to meet you. Our address is 122 Wild Wolf Road, Port Jervis NY. Please come up for the weekend,” she said. “We’d be glad!” Strela answered. “Congratulations on defeating the Sky Raiders,” she said. “Seeing that ship go down was very satisfying.” “We only helped,” Stealth responded. “The Navy did the real work.” “Please tell us when you are arriving,” the voice said. “We’ll shut off the air defense system and the antitank guns.” ****************** Port Jervis New York is located on the New York/New Jersey/Pennsylvania state boundaries and had parts in all three. The town was bisected by the Delaware
Them my hard disk is broking of my laptop on my vacation in soud of France.
And the laptop is not more than a year old.
And i hoop next week Saturday can i get a new HD.