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rejectomorph ([personal profile] rejectomorph) wrote2025-01-25 11:33 am

52/14: O Sacred Torus

So a doddering day went by, or I doddered through a day, and it was still and rather quiet even though last night there had been a forecast of wind. Wind has now all but vanished from the forecast until Sunday, when it might reach a kite-friendly 14mph. But the highs will still be mostly in the sixties for the rest of the month, until Friday the 31st, when the high is predicted to be a mere 54, and there will be... rain! Well, a 75% chance of rain anyway. That's a pretty good shot, at least for this year.

Then the first week of February has highs in the fifties, and chances of showers for as many as five days. Could February actually turn wet? It would have to be as wet as hell is proverbially hot to make up for the missing rains of January, and as cold as Louisiana yesterday to get half a year's normal snow pack before spring arrives. But we can hope. Perpetual pessimist that I am, I still expect the rest of winter here to be dry and next summer to be fatally sultry.

By recent standards I went to bed late Friday night and got up rather late this morning, and I haven't had a nap but nevertheless will probably stay up to make dinner now, and get to sleep late again tonight. Maybe I'm edging back into a nocturnal pattern. I certainly haven't benefited from being awake in the daytime. Of course I probably don't benefit from being awake all night either, but at least it feels familiar. Truth be told, I don't think I benefit from being awake at all, and suspect I only continue to wake up by force of habit. And because I usually have a donut waiting for me. Are donuts a benefit? As close as I'm likely to get to one. Okay, I live for donuts. The truth is out. Is that a benefit? If so, it still ain't no donut.