737 AM Using voice to text For the first time could be a burden as big as typing is for other people. But it looks like I have no choice because yesterday I was typing many hours while sitting and that cut my blood supply to the legs and the leg with the wound became painful so I started to use again augmentin and the pain subsided in the morning. But then I said I had to do something and put the PC next to the bed and now I'm trying to use voice recognition instead of typing.
Yeah it is very awkward and it looks like the software cannot recognize the less common words. Or maybe it's just getting used to my speech or voice or something. I hope Windows does some learning from the from the corrections I make And will do better in time But but as it is right now is not very helpful. Have to use the mouse all the time to delete and correct.
752 While I move the computer next to the bed I did some organizing as well Actually didn't have enough room to install the stand next to the bed and while I was doing that I was thinking why I don't have a laptop. I don't know why I had a very bad experience with the last one because how the Wi-fi radiation And now I'm I'm reluctant to even touch one. I know I can use it on ethernet and cut the WI but it's so risky cause I caught the computer Switched back on WiFi after I manually cut it off.
Yes I should reconsider locking on Amazon for a for a cheap notepad. Yeah everything I wrote this morning here since 7:37 was with switch to text and I don't know maybe if it if it learns more it could be useful. One thing that doesn't work is if I make a mistake and repeat it will just simply write the text again And I know if I dictated to human it will now not write again the corrected words words.
another thing that doesn't work is if I insert a if I go back and insert a word in a phrase it Leaves it with capital leather not knowing that is a phrase or a sentence. Or in this phrase it didn't put a capital letter in the beginning.
I was in the kitchen area fixing some breakfast and as most of the times I took glances outside through the window only to see yet another car stopped in front of entrance of Building D where they daycare Is yeah it happens most of the times
And it always makes me wondering if there is some sort of synchronization based on predicting my moves cause it cannot be I like cars being there all the time but they are all the time when I go there.
One of the things that bothers me about this is while I stand there and move around and handle kitchen tools and obviously I think of food especially when I'm hungry And then I Involuntarily glimpse through the Window I think of kids daycare and stuff.
But in the end it feels a bit easier to dictate than type also because I typed so much yesterday and my typing app in the brain I mean the neuro circuits related to Got a bit tired even though it's something I do every day.
2:34 That didn't work. We are not there yet. Not with the current AI technology provided "for free" by Microsoft. After a while i found myself from making correction to writing further (on the other blog). In the meantime i awoke more and was easier.
But i was getting more and more nauseated as the market started go up. I wanted really bad to go outside to breath some air. But i was hungry in the same time. Yes hungry and nauseated. So i choose to make myself a noodle soup with added beef broth and finally left. There was no mystery lady outside. Also because i have a new hypothesis about her identity.
They were other people. The owners of the black SUV with Kingz dealership number were in a spot across the alley, packing things. Leaving maybe? Haven't seen them before either. I went in the back and there were 4 large poops. The moles dug new holes near the balcony exactly where i poured concrete missed with soil and water. They could be supere moles. That explain the "closed" musty smell inside.
None in the dumpster. Left for a full length walk. The antibiotic i put on my skin yesterday had done its job. Lately i mix one crushed Augmentin pill with about 3 grams of triple ointment and put it on my calf and wrap everything with kitchen plastic foil. It lasts for about 24 hours.
Last night after sitting for about 5-6 hours (overconfidence) the pain was so bad i thought i will never escape this. But here i am, pain free after a 3 miles walk. But the foil fell from my calf. I will take a shower and then put a new one, just in case. The wound is closed now, looks like a scar that keeps shrinking in size that is very sensitive to cold and sitting.
And here come the important stuff.
I have to confess. I saw Travolta's house with the planes in the yard at Aerial America. After i wrote a bit yesterday being mostly sarcastic i started to wonder. Were did he get that kinda money. Was it only from the two movies i know of, Grease and Saturday Night? I googled and what did i find. Face Off. I think i heard of it a little but never knew what it was about. Honestely because i did not like the title.
But now after i have a blog with over 1000 matches with celebrities and Hungarian actors, i started asking myself.
But most importantly the year of the movie. 1997 was two years after i came here. And yes i do look like Nicholas Cage.
In this movie Travolta opens the fantasies' Pandora box cause over the years i realized many people think i am actually Nicu, the son of Nicolae Ceaușescu who died in Vienna in 1996 and also a reincarnation of Xenu, the galactic dictator.
Even more than that. In september 2002 or 2003 i had a gastroscopy for never ending stomach pains and the doctor, Parent, grabbed 16 biopsies from my esophagus, creating scars. In 2004 i went to Romania and had done another gastroscopy in front of a group of students at a hospital in Cluj who probably saw the scars, suggesting i had esophagus varices, like supposedly Nicu Ceaușescu had because of cirrhosis of the liver.
3:13 I took the electric pan on the balcony to cook some chicken, of the versions of the guy with moustache and lab cam and sat on the TV box and started watching me.
3:50 Angela gave me to add in there one by one chopped onion, peppers and tomatoes and he left one minute before i was done, wearing a disgusted expression on his face. Now Angela wants to go at Spirit Mountain, where there is a "droaie" (she meant drawing) and many of this guy's compatriots are waiting for me.
And one hundred unhinged drivers on the road.




















