rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Oh, Well

Oh, look, I did the forgetting to finish and post a partly written entry thing before falling asleep again:
Not long ago six o'clock felt like late afternoon, and now it feels like early evening. It won't be long before it hosts nightfall, and then full darkness. Summer, despite persistent heat, is shriveling away like one of the oak leaves it desiccated. The autumnal equinox is only about four weeks off. With luck, we'll get some chilly nights that will allow me to have the oven on before then. I urgently desire a baked potato with a nice, crisp skin, and loaded with butter and sour cream (yes, both!) Nor would I be the worse for some baked macaroni and cheese. Well, my bum might be worse (larger), but I wouldn't be worse.
It appears that bum fat is not my problem. It's brain saturation. My brain is full. That's why I sat on the couch to think about what I was supposed to do next and ended up sleeping for about nine hours.

Look at that, the sun isn't even up. What a life.
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