Reset Fifty, Day Thirty-Seven

Friday's dinner got cooked after five o'clock this morning, and I just finished eating it. Not very good again, and likely to cause problems with my sleep. I'm tired but not sleepy, and don't know what's next. One of my ankles is starting to hurt for no apparent reason. I'd say it was bitten, but there are no ankle-biters around. I wish time would quite exploding. I never know when it is anymore.

I must have slept four times yesterday, none of them very restful. The last time I slept through the cooling of the evening, and didn't get the fan on and windows open until after three in the morning, missing a good three hours of cooling time. Even though it's not as hot as it was, I'm still drinking a lot of water, but now that I'm not sweating it out I have to pee more often. Perhaps if I cried every time I feel like it I wouldn't have to pee so much.