May 30th, 2019

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Eleven o'clock and I can barely keep my eyes open. I guess that's a good thing, since I have to go out tomorrow and want to get up fairly early. Though it won't be good if I wake up too early and can't get back to sleep. I'll try to stay awake until around one o'clock.

I wanted to go to the plaza this evening, but by the time it got cool enough it had started to rain. The storm was quite spectacular, with frequent flashes of lightning and thunder nearby. The rain became intense, but not for very long, so there was no flooding.

Oh, I nodded off there. Dangerous when you're sitting in a chair with no arms and a hard floor. I'm going outside in the chilly night for a few minutes to see if that will wake me up a bit.

Well, that didn't work very well. I think I'm going to go take a shower. That will use up a few minutes. Tomorrow is the last day of May. June is going to get very hot. My brain is already fried. I'm thinking I'll be fairly incoherent for the next few months. I'm thinking I'm already fairly incoherent tonight.

Summer rhymes with bummer.