A particular cricket has taken up residence outside my window. He's got a nice, steady chirp. I'm thinking about naming him, though if I do that and something happens to him I'll feel sad. With as many feral cats as I've got around here, the odds of something happening to the cricket are pretty high. I suppose I should just enjoy his chirps and let it go at that. Anonymous cricket. Oh, Anonymous the Cricket. Well, that was foolish of me.
I did not sleep well last night, nor today, and I'm getting punchy again. I should overeat something and maybe I'll get to sleep earlier tonight. Better yet, I should drink something and maybe I'll pass out. I'll go see what's going to be on television first. If there's something boring enough I might not need the food or the drink.
