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51/09: Unpoisoned
Sep. 21st, 2024 09:16 amFriday I ate Thursday's dinner for lunch, even though the ingredients, some perishable, had been sitting out overnight. I am not dead, and still don't feel sick— or at least any sicker than usual— so I guess they weren't tainted. Friday's dinner didn't sit out overnight, but remains unconsumed anyway. I might eat it shortly. I'm not sure I'll get around to Saturday's dinner on Sunday, or if it might get pushed back to Monday. At some point, time might just get sick of being pushed around and decide to beat the crap out of me, but I can't bring myself to care that much. I'm pretty sure my bed is already beating the crap out of me while I sleep, as I feel stiff and sore when I get up, and even the getting up itself is getting closer to impossible everyday. Age LOL (kill me now.)
There's no telling what today might bring, but if it's anything interesting I'll be very surprised. I plan on just closing a bunch of open tabs I've got on my browser and pretending there is no Idernet. I might read from book, if my eyes will stay focused. I'll probably eat something, as the donut I had earlier is not keeping me full for some reason. The world that will not allow donuts to fill someone is cruel and probably doomed, but doom is taking its own sweet time turning up. So is lunch. It might need my help. I'd better do it before the thermometer tops 90, as after that I won't feel like doing squat.
Oh, Autumnal equinox tomorrow. No point trying to bury summer though, it's going to zombie out and walk around for the next week at least. I won't worry about my brain getting eaten though, as its obviously already gone.
There's no telling what today might bring, but if it's anything interesting I'll be very surprised. I plan on just closing a bunch of open tabs I've got on my browser and pretending there is no Idernet. I might read from book, if my eyes will stay focused. I'll probably eat something, as the donut I had earlier is not keeping me full for some reason. The world that will not allow donuts to fill someone is cruel and probably doomed, but doom is taking its own sweet time turning up. So is lunch. It might need my help. I'd better do it before the thermometer tops 90, as after that I won't feel like doing squat.
Oh, Autumnal equinox tomorrow. No point trying to bury summer though, it's going to zombie out and walk around for the next week at least. I won't worry about my brain getting eaten though, as its obviously already gone.
