Reset Forty-Eight, Day Seventy-Four

Sunday was vague and distracted, like me. I don't remember when I slept, or for how long, but it was probably quite a bit. For dinner I made a sandwich, and the tomato sliced very nicely. I was going to take stuff out to the recycling bin, but forgot. I'll try to remember to do that when I wake up today. There could be sprinkles. There are some right now. But I'm more likely to get hit with allergies now that the days are getting warmer again.

I've been wanting to post this entry and get to bed, but stupidly let the Idernet runout of electricity again. While waiting for the phone to recharge, I toasted an English muffin and ate it with cinnamon sugar and lots of butter. I'd have made some chocolate milk to go with it but I lack the energy. I've been very tired all day. I think the post-rain air got filled with pollen that wants to kill me. It will probably succeed.

That bugger ought to be sufficiently charged by now. Yes? Good. I'll listen to this French guy sing his song one more time and then hit the hay.

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