rejectomorph | Reset Forty-Eight, Day Sixty-Seven

Naps, naps, naps. I can't seem to stay awake more than about four hours at a stretch in the daytime these days. But then when I nap I can't seem to sleep for more than fifteen or twenty minutes at a stretch, even though I stay tired. Once the sun goes down I feel more energetic. I don't remember much of either state, though. I remember some very unpleasant sneezing, and turning the fan on to cool the apartment once it got down to about seventy degrees outside. It's gotten a lot cooler since.

In fact the heat wave is over, for now, and it's only supposed to get up to 63 degrees today and Tuesday, and there might even be some showers overnight. There could be daytime showers Thursday. It won't get hot again until next week. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if the furnace came on again over the next few nights. Good. I've still got some stuff that needs to be baked in the oven. One more baked potato lunch, perhaps. If I can stay awake long enough to bake and eat it. If not, I might end up having it for midnight supper. Either way, there'll be Guinness with it.

May Day. Mayday! Mayday!