52/217-218-219: Donut Forsake Me
Sep. 25th, 2025 09:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphSo I keep not doing things and losing track of time, and between odd sleep hours and not feeling like eating I've completely left the realm of the world's clocks. There have been odd dreams, too, which is not normal for me to remember. In one I was attending a party to which friends had taken me, and at some point I was informed that they had left, and I went into full panic mode (though doing my best to conceal that fact from every one) because, OMG, how was I going to get home? And after being distraught for some time I found myself sitting in the living room of my house gazing out the window and seeing the party still going on in a house across the street and just up the block, and I realized nobody had taken me to the party, I'd just crossed the street, and wondered what the hell all the fuss had been about.
The other dreams were equally ridiculous, and no need to recount them, but I'm now convinced my brain has gone absurd on me, and I've undoubtedly gone utterly, irrevocably crazy in my old age. There's probably nothing to be done about it either, and I should simply accept that my dotage is going to be more of a clown show than anything else. Too bad I'm coulrophobic. Oh, and I've taken to forgetting to recharge the phone again, which I suppose is more evidence of my having become unstuck in time. It's a good thing I have no appointments to keep.
The three-day hot spell has come and gone, and as I show evidence of having survived I guess I can stop kvetching about it. The forecast shows only a couple of days of hotish ahead, for which I might need air conditioning, and then by Monday there could be showers! The high will be 59, with a correspondingly chilly night to follow, so if I want to avoid having the furnace come on I'll have to conserve my Sunday heat. The early days of October will be warm, but not hot, and with very cool nights. I got a notice from the utility company that this fall's climate credit (a California thing) will be fifty-eight bucks and change, which is nowhere near as high as last spring's credit, but almost certainly sufficient to cover all of my October bill, with a bit left over to apply to November. I was hoping it would be big enough to wipe out the bills for both months, but I'm grateful for whatever I can get.
Tomorrow is to be a shopping day, though I haven't arranged it yet. Sadly, Safeway has once again disappointed me with its poor selection of sale items, but I'll make do. It's been almost three weeks since my last grocery acquisition, and I'm more than eager for fresh donuts. They'd damn well better not be out of them, because I'm sick of that sort of crappy service. I'm considering looking for a witch to lay curses on them for me. Or maybe I could just find a witch who could provide me with some wicked donuts. Who needs a fecking soul anyway?
The other dreams were equally ridiculous, and no need to recount them, but I'm now convinced my brain has gone absurd on me, and I've undoubtedly gone utterly, irrevocably crazy in my old age. There's probably nothing to be done about it either, and I should simply accept that my dotage is going to be more of a clown show than anything else. Too bad I'm coulrophobic. Oh, and I've taken to forgetting to recharge the phone again, which I suppose is more evidence of my having become unstuck in time. It's a good thing I have no appointments to keep.
The three-day hot spell has come and gone, and as I show evidence of having survived I guess I can stop kvetching about it. The forecast shows only a couple of days of hotish ahead, for which I might need air conditioning, and then by Monday there could be showers! The high will be 59, with a correspondingly chilly night to follow, so if I want to avoid having the furnace come on I'll have to conserve my Sunday heat. The early days of October will be warm, but not hot, and with very cool nights. I got a notice from the utility company that this fall's climate credit (a California thing) will be fifty-eight bucks and change, which is nowhere near as high as last spring's credit, but almost certainly sufficient to cover all of my October bill, with a bit left over to apply to November. I was hoping it would be big enough to wipe out the bills for both months, but I'm grateful for whatever I can get.
Tomorrow is to be a shopping day, though I haven't arranged it yet. Sadly, Safeway has once again disappointed me with its poor selection of sale items, but I'll make do. It's been almost three weeks since my last grocery acquisition, and I'm more than eager for fresh donuts. They'd damn well better not be out of them, because I'm sick of that sort of crappy service. I'm considering looking for a witch to lay curses on them for me. Or maybe I could just find a witch who could provide me with some wicked donuts. Who needs a fecking soul anyway?
