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Reset Forty-Nine, Day One Hundred-Three
Sep. 4th, 2023 08:20 amLJ update page usable again (but I'm guessing not for long.) Sunday's 15% chance of rain fizzled, and it stayed dry. It wasn't even as cloudy as I'd hoped it would be, though I hardly noticed, being inside the entire time I wasn't asleep. Not that I was outside when I was sleeping, but you know what I mean. I slept a lot and did nothing when I was awake. I skipped a meal again, but it was mainly because Sunday's pancakes gave me such bad indigestion that I just couldn't eat fir fear of aggravating it. I eventually did snack on some sour cream, with a few chips, but that was after my evening nap, which ended around midnight.
Weather's deciding to get hot again, and we're facing about ten days of highs in the nineties, though the nights will be in the sixties. I'm very sore when I wake up these days, and since I nap a lot there are a lot of wakings.
where was I? Right here, probably, but not paying attention. But distracted. What else was I going to say? I have no idea. Today is a holiday, I think. Good. I won't have to remember to go out to the mailbox. But I'll probably forget and go anyway. I hope I don't forget even more and try to go farther, and get lost. Such are the perils of senility. But I probably won't, because I'll be too tired. The biggest danger is probably not having the energy to get back to the apartment and ending up falling asleep in the driveway.
But right now I intend to try falling asleep in my bed. I'd eat a piece of toast first, but I forgot to put the butter out to soften, and I hate to rip toast with hard butter. Maybe I'll munch a handful of dry Cheerios. That was my favorite bedtime snack when I was a little kid. Might as well regress. Can't dance.
Weather's deciding to get hot again, and we're facing about ten days of highs in the nineties, though the nights will be in the sixties. I'm very sore when I wake up these days, and since I nap a lot there are a lot of wakings.
where was I? Right here, probably, but not paying attention. But distracted. What else was I going to say? I have no idea. Today is a holiday, I think. Good. I won't have to remember to go out to the mailbox. But I'll probably forget and go anyway. I hope I don't forget even more and try to go farther, and get lost. Such are the perils of senility. But I probably won't, because I'll be too tired. The biggest danger is probably not having the energy to get back to the apartment and ending up falling asleep in the driveway.
But right now I intend to try falling asleep in my bed. I'd eat a piece of toast first, but I forgot to put the butter out to soften, and I hate to rip toast with hard butter. Maybe I'll munch a handful of dry Cheerios. That was my favorite bedtime snack when I was a little kid. Might as well regress. Can't dance.
