rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Reset Thirty-Four, Day Twenty-Four

Friday I kept running out of time, despite having little to do. The problem is I keep letting myself get distracted, but also I tried to trim my toenails, a task which takes longer each time I do it, thanks partly to my decreasing flexibility and partly due to the increasing weirdness of the nails themselves. One small toenail has decided to start growing downward over the toe, as though it thought that staying close to the skin could prevent me from cutting it. It works! Perhaps even worse is the discovery that my toenails are now conscious, willful, and can think! At least apparently.

Dinner was delayed until after midnight, and now I still have a number of things I need to do, as arrangements have been made to fetch groceries this afternoon. I need to get to sleep so I can get up at a reasonable time and not have to go out with insufficient sleep. I still intend to attempt ordering online for pickup at the store(s) if I can get the technology to do what I hope it does. Technology has hated me for a long time, and thwarts me whenever it can. I suspect that this is where my toenails initially got their ideas.

Anyway, I really need to get started on that crap, and thus I have no time for weather reports. Sorry. I'm sure everybody was on tenterhooks waiting to find out what is going on in air of the mini-metropolis. Maybe next time. If I'm not too busy gorging on all the foodz I hope to acquire.

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