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rejectomorph ([personal profile] rejectomorph) wrote2022-12-23 06:51 am

Reset Forty-Seven, Day Twenty-Four

It was quite chilly here Thursday, and has gotten chillier tonight, but it's still about twenty degrees warmer than it is in Seattle right now. I don't even want to think how cold it might be in Chicago. There is still some lingering fog, but it's much thinner than last night, and there is no warning farther down the valley. It feels, and smells, very humid. The noise from the freeway is nicely muffled. I'd like heavier fog again, and more often.

Thursday's sleep and eating pattern led to me being too hungry this morning for an ordinary snack, and as I am out of milk for cocoa I can't have pancakes, so I've just microwaved a bowl of teriyaki noodles and opened a can of beer to go with them. It's not the most appropriate fare for a bedtime breakfast, but I couldn't think of anything else to make. I should seriously consider ordering something from the market today. Tomorrow will be Christmas Eve Day, and everything will be happening at once, so today would undoubtedly be a better time to have stuff delivered.

This stuff surely won't be making my stomach feel any better, but as long as it makes it less empty I guess I shouldn't complain. If I can get to sleep and not be conscious of being here for a couple of hours, I'm as well off as I can reasonably expect to be anymore. And I didn't have to put a lot of thought or effort into cooking. Yay, convenience.

Damn, looks like this beer is really going to put me to sleep. Good. Just what I need. Too bad it will wake me up to pee in just a couple of hours.