I've been tired a lot lately and I'm not sure why. Perhaps I'm descended from bears; seeping always seems like a real good idea. I can't remember the last time I woke up on the first buzz of my alarm clock. I shouldn't do that too much, however, as the snooze alarm only works for a couple hours and then stays off. Oh, while we're on the subject, I'd like to give a special thank you to Santa for the weather radio he gave me for Natalis Solis Invicti. Now I get to hear how bloody cold it is every morning while getting dressed. I have frost on some of my windows. It looks pretty, but that shows where I'm losing heat. I have to find something to temporarily seal them and seal it in. I guess it shouldn't be too hard to find plastic sheeting and duct tape.
Every couple of weeks it seems, I run into something that I need to call home for: advice on cooking (still don't know what to do with the pomegranate Grandma gave me,) cleaning, car maintenance, household stuff or other things I didn't pick up while still living with the folks. They don't seem to mind that and are even delighted when I invite myself over for dinner from time to time. I don't even have to wash the dishes. Of course, I still do them here but it's not as bothersome as it used to be.
Bah, getting distracted. Wherever I was going with this post, I've lost it. My friend is probably still mad at me but I have no way of knowing for sure until we talk again. I really don't like the taste of my foot.
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indifferentCurrent Music: Syncopated Clock by Hot Butter
