rejectomorph | Reset Forty-Nine, Day One Hundred Forty

Temporal weirdness persists, and Thursday morning I was unable to sleep, so I got up and did day things, and then slept in the afternoon, and then got up for a couple of hours and then slept some more, and and now I've been awake for some amount of time I can't remember, and I feel pretty much the way I did when I was unable to sleep Thursday morning. In short, it does not bode well. I didn't feel like cooking on Thursday either, so ended up frying a pan of cheesy potatoes around midnight. They were actually pretty good, and I sort of wanted more, but also wanted not to do any more frying, and ended up evading the issue by going back to bed. It was still dark when I finally got up again, and it has been pretty cloudy since then, which I find restful, so I'll probably sleep more soon.

The rain that was predicted for next week has all but vanished from the forecast, and it looks like mostly mild days for the next couple of weeks. Sadly, tomorrow is predicted to be overcast, so the eclipse will be less interesting than it might have been. The mini-metropolis is a bit more than a hundred miles outside the zone of full annularity anyway, so it's not like we'll be missing the best show ever, but still a bit disappointing. The odds we'd get a clear day this time of year were never great in any case.

I keep getting distracted. I should probably try to nap now. It might not work, but I doubt anything else would turn out any better.