| My Dull Life, Part VICCCXCIV |
[Sep. 16th, 2013|10:05 pm]
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Eating dinner at two o'clock in the afternoon didn't prevent me from sleeping through my usual dinnertime, but it did prevent me from missing dinner altogether. It does mean that I'll have to eat lunch before midnight, though. If I wait until after midnight, I'll have to eat breakfast and then go to sleep. Or maybe I'll just make some cinnamon toast, which is a decent faux breakfast. There's bread about to go stale, so I might as well use it up. Before midnight it will be a peanut butter on toast, and after midnight it will be cinnamon toast. Now I don't have to think about it anymore.
There was some question of whether I'd have transportation to the chiropractor's office tomorrow, but it's been cleared up and I will get my head yanked. It's a good thing, too, as I made the mistake of trying to lift something heavy yesterday and now my back needs to be crunched into shape too. I suspect that this will be a difficult adjustment, and I probably won't feel like doing much of anything for a couple of days afterwards.
I visited Facedbook today for the first time in weeks. There used to be something called a wall there, but it appears to be gone. Every time I go to that site there seems to be something different about it. How did something so limited and unstable become so popular? Facedbook is like the suburbia of the Internets. |
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