I've been lethargic for the past few days, maybe weeks. ...and this is random, but my alarm clock is 1 minute ahead of the real time, just in PM rather than AM. Which is interesting because it's blinking right now --- the power went off around 5 times in the past 12 hours, so that time is since the outage.
Now it's 9 minutes or so ahead as per usual. I used to go with 7...then 8. Now I go to about 8.5 so my mind does the math for 9 but 8.5 makes me more ahead of time. No clue why I inherited this odd alarm clock time difference trait from my dad. But I think the math thing is just me. I hate math, but at the same time, have a slight gift with bits of it. Sigh. It's always the non-historian who gets A+'s in history.
But anyhow, I've been dreadfully tired recently and it's rather bothersome. I have several things I'd like to do...like clean my room. But the lethargy is crippling my attempts.
Sigh. So anyhow...Buffy is aware of the names of all my other cats. It's interesting. And lovely. And I still adore her like nothing else in this world.
Been letting my minnow friends nibble at my bane ivy remnants. 2 trees fell last night; one in half and the other just uprooted a bit. Discovered a new type of blackberry that tastes like green grapes but looks like how a child would draw a blackberry; bulbous and more oval than the more common blackberries I've come to know.
I am debating between a few things right now:
1. Sleep
2. Play WoW despite this netbook loathing it
3. Some other thing
No matter what though, I'll risk missing Derek if he gets online. The lethargy is dragging me again though. ...and I just ripped my skin open, lovely. Thank you, hang-scab, remnant of the bane. Sigh.
Oh yes; found a beautiful rib. About the size of my ulna in length, but it's a deer rib. Unbitten and ungnawed, which is nice. Reminds me of Bellatrix's wand.
The days fade into one another like the old grass with the new wheat...lethargy is bothersome. But, unlike my dad, I am not a caffeine addict. Who finds it funny that his not drinking as much coffee made him exhausted. One should not laugh at their addiction's being made clear to their eyes. 3 pots a day isn't healthy.
Rest I shall now take, shall thine night cradle me like her babe...
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