rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Helter Swelter III

Too hot to sleep. Too hot to cook. Too hot to eat, anyway, and I've downed gallons of liquids, so eating might be dangerous. A malted would be nice, but I don't feel like making one. Maybe if I don't pass out I'll microwave some popcorn later tonight. Thursday is now predicted to be the hottest upcoming day, at 106 degrees. Somebody kill me now.

Too hot for Internet. I'm going outside where it's a mere 84 degrees. It's 86 in the house. With luck it'll get down to 80 in here before dawn. But I'm too stubborn to give in to the siren call of the air conditioner. It just wants to take my money and give it to the utility company. I've never trusted that machine. I'm sure it's in league with the international bankers syndicate.

Outside now, where the crickets' song will soothe my brain.

  • Reset Thirty-Five, Day Four

    After my Thursday midnight nap, Friday went strange on me and I slept from about eleven o'clock in the morning until four o'clock in the afternoon.…

  • Reset Thirty-Five, Day Three

    Thursday afternoon I woke up at an almost reasonable (for me) hour, shortly before two o'clock, but then by nine o'clock in the evening I was nodding…

  • Reset Thirty-Five, Day Two

    It's possible that I knew it was Wednesday, but I don't remember thinking about it all day, or what was left of the day after I woke up, until after…

  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.