51/75: Everything Is Getting Old

This again. Slept all night, woke up dull, stayed dull since. My ears are annoyed by my hoodie, but my head is too cold without it. I think I'm going to fry some potatoes for lunch, crack open a beer to go with them, then hopefully pass out for the rest of the afternoon. I won't be much less conscious when asleep than I am now, but I ought to be way less annoyed.

Weird noises are coming from my refrigerator. I hope they don't presage anything untoward. I've got lots of stuff in there that I don't want getting warm. At night I could probably keep it as cold as it is now by putting it outside, but varmints would probably get into it. And by day it's not as cold out there as it feels. My circulation has just turned lousy, like pretty much everything else about my body. If there was some sort of form I don't remember filling out before being conceived, I wish I'd checked the "No" box next to "Get Old?'