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rejectomorphMy schedule is now totally out of whack. I have no idea what time I'm going to sleep or waking up or eating or anything else. At least, if everything is falling into chaos, there is interesting weather for the event. The maples and birches in the neighborhood are sprouting their leaves, and more plants are flowering. Still very few bees are about, though which is distressing. The plants will have a hard time consummating their sexual frenzy.
The days may be a bit too warm, but this makes for pleasant evenings. Yesterday, the sunset produced a broad band of mauve across the sky, reminding me of the versatility of Frank. Lately, though, his changable colors have often clashed with the brown of the birthday cake at which he continues to munch. Are they ever going to change that?
Ah, well. Tomorrow (or today, actually, whenever I wake up) I will go once again in search of a new pair of headphones. I'd like to save the money toward a replacement for evil Sluggo, but music is more important than computers. Yes! Heresy, but there it is. And now to see if I can sleep. Wow. Brain fry. Bzzzzzzzz...
The days may be a bit too warm, but this makes for pleasant evenings. Yesterday, the sunset produced a broad band of mauve across the sky, reminding me of the versatility of Frank. Lately, though, his changable colors have often clashed with the brown of the birthday cake at which he continues to munch. Are they ever going to change that?
Ah, well. Tomorrow (or today, actually, whenever I wake up) I will go once again in search of a new pair of headphones. I'd like to save the money toward a replacement for evil Sluggo, but music is more important than computers. Yes! Heresy, but there it is. And now to see if I can sleep. Wow. Brain fry. Bzzzzzzzz...
