| Same Old |
[Jun. 10th, 2014|10:37 pm]
rejectomorph
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My tolerance for heat is being sorely tested. Today was no hotter than yesterday, but I found it considerably more unpleasant. Something is making me sneeze a lot too. I'm glad it's going to be cooler tonight, and cooler still tomorrow night. My brain is just about fried, even with a lot of outdoor time after the sun goes down.
A feral cat found the moon's spotlight and was doing the Moth Catcher Ballet in its glow. The only music was a single distant cricket. I don't know what became of the nearby crickets, but I suppose the cats might have eaten them. Cats do not appreciate music, I guess, or maybe just appreciate a tasty snack more. I wish they'd stick to eating the moths and keep the crickets as accompaniment. |
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