Reset Forty-Nine, Day Forty-Eight

[rejectomorph]

Look at this, I can barely keep my eyes open, and I only got up from a long Monday evening nap about five hours ago. It's a wonder I haven't fallen out of my chair already and bled all over the floor. If that happens, my heirs are sure to forfeit the security deposit, so I ought to get into bed. I hardly ever fall out of that. Anyway it's Tuesday now and nothing ever happens on Tuesday except the trash getting picked up. Long ago I used to go to the chiropractor on Tuesday afternoons, and get my neck adjusted, but that hasn't happened in along time. My neck is consequently incline to be sore, but at this late date so is just about everything else.

I'm just about to get some tasty chocolate. I hope I don't fall asleep before I finish it. That can get messy. Not as messy as floor brains, but messy enough.