Reset Forty-Eight, Day Thirty

I woke up a while ago and can't remember when I went to sleep, but I think it might have been after midnight. The computer's calendar tells me this is Thursday, so Wednesday must be the day I've forgotten. This time. I forget most of them anymore, though only one at a time, as far as I know. I didn't do something Wednesday, but don't remember what that was either. Probably more than one thing, as things are not like days (even though days are things of a sort) and can be forgotten in multiples. Maybe I'll remember what it was today and do it, and maybe I won't. There's no way of telling, and I'd forget anyway, so there's probably no point in even talking about it, so I don't know why I am, and probably won't find that out either, but at least I'm filling time, though why that should be important (if it even is) I don't know. Apparently I don't know a hell of a lot. Is that surprising? Hell if I know.

Anyway. I'm pretty sure Wednesday was dry and sunny, and today is supposed to be too. There's flooding down by the river, but that won't effect me as I don't live down there and don't even have a van. What does effect me is is that the space bar on my keyboard is flaking out and I have to keep going back and separating words. Like those. And these. But whatever. I still get music videos, so I won't worry. I'll just write less, which should work out well since I don't remember anything anyway. All is for the best in the best of all possible worlds. I just wish I hadn't gotten up so recently, as I'd really like to be asleep right now, but I'm not sleepy. Maybe I'll just daydream.

Did I post this? No, I didn't. Doping off again. Fly away, little entry. The world awaits.