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My back has decided to start hurting a lot. It might be from sleeping without covers (it's too hot to use them) in the draft from the fan. I'm looking forward to having a few hours with nothing blowing on me over the couple of cool nights upcoming.
I made dinner Friday night but washed the dishes so now there is no evidence, and I can't remember what I ate. I am feeling extremely hot, and yawning every few minutes, and quite skeptical of surviving. The skepticism comes from the fact that I did one stupid thing after another Friday, and had I been carrying sharp knives would at the very least have lost a foot or an eye. As it is, the worst thing to happen was running over my foot with the stupid office chair.
Now I'd like to wait until it's cooler in here before going to sleep, but my eyes say now now now.
Oh, some more interesting music I stumbled upon. It's REM's "Losing My Religion" done in the style of Gregorian chant. Pope Gregory is probably spinning in his grave. Or maybe not. He might have been a big Michael Stipe fan had he been born in our time. Or Michael Stipe in his.
I made dinner Friday night but washed the dishes so now there is no evidence, and I can't remember what I ate. I am feeling extremely hot, and yawning every few minutes, and quite skeptical of surviving. The skepticism comes from the fact that I did one stupid thing after another Friday, and had I been carrying sharp knives would at the very least have lost a foot or an eye. As it is, the worst thing to happen was running over my foot with the stupid office chair.
Now I'd like to wait until it's cooler in here before going to sleep, but my eyes say now now now.
Oh, some more interesting music I stumbled upon. It's REM's "Losing My Religion" done in the style of Gregorian chant. Pope Gregory is probably spinning in his grave. Or maybe not. He might have been a big Michael Stipe fan had he been born in our time. Or Michael Stipe in his.
