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52/467: Split Shift	[Jun. 15th, 2026\|11:59 pm] rejectomorph
Monday I slept twice, four hours each time, eight hours between naps. An awfully regular irregularity. I also had my phone act up, going dead and refusing to recharge until I futzed with it for half an hour and it finally came back on. I wonder if the 106 degree high temperature we had had something to do with it? I can easily believe that electronic gadgets hate the heat as much as I do. It's supposed to get slightly cooler starting Tuesday, and Friday the high is supposed to be a mere 87, with a low of 59. Delightful! The respite will be brief, though. It always is, this time of year. But I'm especially looking forward to that cool night. Last night remained hot so late that I fell asleep before getting the windows open and the fan on, so I woke up sweltering at 79 degrees at six in the morning. It's hot again tonight, and I hope to avoid a repeat. I think I can stay awake until two, and that should be enough.
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52/465-466: Immodest Heat	[Jun. 14th, 2026\|03:48 am] rejectomorph
Only just now have I been able to open the windows and turn on the fan, as it has taken this long for enough of the day's heat to leave the night air that it is cooler outside than in my air conditioned apartment. That's 79 degrees, to be exact. I won't spend enough to make it cooler in here. Saturday I got up way too early in the morning, then had to take an afternoon nap which didn't end until almost seven o'clock. Then I fried a potato and an onion for dinner, later augmenting them with a sandwich. On the whole I didn't suffer too much from the heat, though I certainly didn't enjoy it. Monday is to be the peak of this heat wave, so if I make it through that my nephew probably wont have to arrange a funeral for me just yet. He'll be glad. Funerals are a hassle. I keep forgetting to mention that the bird who was singing in my driveway every night for the last several weeks has vanished. It's strange not to hear him when I open the window at night. He was a mockingbird, and they only sing at night when they are looking for a mate, so I'm hoping that's what happened and they are off somewhere doing avian porn in a tree. However, we do have some feral cats around, and I can't help but fear the bird might have become a midnight snack for some agile feline. I like cats, but that bird sounded so happy, and I really miss his song. I'll just hope that next year his offspring will be out there singing. ( Sunday Verse Collapse )
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52/464: Doubt	[Jun. 13th, 2026\|01:21 am] rejectomorph
Friday brought shopping exhaustion, and Safeway ran out of the one thing on sale that I'd rearranged my schedule for. It was big, two-pound blocks of my favorite cheese, and I had sort of planned (insofar as I plan at all anymore) my meals for the next couple of weeks around that cheese, and they didn't have either my first choice or my acceptable substitute, and now I have to fill gaps in my menu with gawd knows what. Some of the other items were also unavailable, and I also forgot a couple of things, so the next couple of weeks will be a gustatory pig's breakfast, and the pig is eating better than I am. The air conditioner has been running a lot, and it's still too warm out to have the windows open, and that condition is apt to prevail for at least another hour. I'll be getting to bed a soon as the outdoor air becomes tolerable. I doubt I'll sleep, though, as my foot is itching like crazy and is bound to keep me awake. Friday not my day. Thursday? So far I doubt it.
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52/463: Sultry	[Jun. 11th, 2026\|11:52 pm] rejectomorph
So I'm making things a bit weirder by doing another grocery order tomorrow. Normally I wouldn't shop again until the 19th, but Safeway has a couple of items rarely on sale that I could really use this week, so I'm pulling the trigger (though that's a weird metaphor.) That means the next shopping after this won't be until the 26th. I don't know yet what the weather will be then, but the 12th will be hot as hell, and the 26th is supposed to be merely balmy, so bad timing, but there it is. I really want that big loaf of cheese at 1/3 off. Tonight I won't be able to open the windows until after midnight. The low is only going down to 68, so even after the windows get opened and the fan turned on it won't be cooling off indoors very much. Lat night it only got down to 76, and tonight will probably be even worse. The weekend is utterly fecked, and early next week even worse. And the summer solstice is still ten days away. Well, nine days from Friday. Which is breathing hot down my neck right now.
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52/462: Dream	[Jun. 10th, 2026\|09:26 pm] rejectomorph
The air conditioner came on just after eight o'clock Wednesday evening, but only ran for a while. It's a bit surprising that it's only 79 degrees in here right now, since it's still 90 outside. It was supposed to be down to 88 at nine o'clock, but the forecast was mistaken. I don't know what's holding the heat in, but it doesn't bode well for the rest of the night, let alone the next few days. Tomorrow is supposed to be the first of six days with triple digit highs, and five of them will have lows of 70 or 71. I wonder if smack would make it easier to tolerate? Anybody know where I can get some smack without leaving the mini-metropolis? Probably not. You can't even get a decent hamburger without leaving the mini-metropolis. One thing I can definitely do without leaving the mini-metropolis is play You-Tube videos. At least as long as the electricity stays on. In a heat wave you never know. But while it lasts here's Ella Fitzgerald with Louis Armstrong from 1950, doing a song from 1931. If You're younger you'll probably remember the one by Cass Elliot. If you're very, very old you might remember the one by Ozzie Nelson, the year it came out. But if you're that old you probably aren't reading this, because you're probably already dead. But then so are Cass Elliot and Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong. And who knows, maybe me. It's getting very late.
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52/461: Drowse	[Jun. 9th, 2026\|11:59 pm] rejectomorph
Temperatures inching up, heading for Hell's weekend. Starting Thursday we get six consecutive days with triple digit highs. One good thing is that the fire that started yesterday is farther away than I'd thought. Google thinks I'm in Sacramento County and miscalculated the distance for me. It's actually as close to San Jose as it is to the mini-metropolis. I get whiffs of smoke, but they are faint and infrequent. So far we aren't even getting firefighting planes flying over. The fire is about 40% contained already, and probably won't explode to massive size. That will be other fires, later in the season. As I didn't get a nap today, it's almost bedtime. The fan has been on for a couple of hours, and the place is approaching comfortable, perhaps for the last time for a while. I should eat a bit first, but cooking is out of the question. Sandwich? Microwave? Canned goods? We shall see. But the oven? Right out!
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52/460: Here We Go	[Jun. 8th, 2026\|11:58 pm] rejectomorph
Did I already get here today? No, I guess not. I didn't get anywhere yet today. I just had a four hour nap, and didn't even get dinner. In fact I woke up to reports of a wildfire in the coast range a couple dozen miles away. I'm smelling a bit of smoke because the fire is in the direction the wind is coming from. Instead of bringing cooler coastal air it's going to bring smoke. Well, sbummer's on its way.
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52/459: Listening for Dusk	[Jun. 7th, 2026\|07:20 pm] rejectomorph
Oh dear these days that are not yet summer and yet almost like. I could do without the early light, and even the late light is less to me than it once was. I can recall steamy dusks that felt like losses ending perfect joy, but now nightfall is full of anticipation for the coming coolness. I have I think no more joyful days outside memory, and the starless nights are assuaged by the air's exhalation of spent day. What will I do when the nights remain sultry? I don't know, but I'll soon find out. ( Sunday Verse Collapse )
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52/458: Brief Cooling	[Jun. 6th, 2026\|11:45 pm] rejectomorph
Today I've been sleeping rather than eating. I snack a bit, take the edge off my appetite, and end up taking a nap. It was much cooler today, and I might have felt more like cooking, but somehow the comatoseness took over. Saturday morning I woke up with hamster brain again, perhaps partly due to sleep disruption earlier. I went to bed before midnight Friday, but then a contretemps of some sort broke out in my driveway about half past two in the morning. There was shouting, and a car alarm repeatedly went off. I have no idea what it was about or who was involved, but I suspect temporary tenants in the airbnb in the front apartment. May they never return! To my surprise, I managed to get back to sleep once it died down, which was about twenty minutes later, but then I woke up a bit after four o'clock and was unable to do more than catnap for the next two hours, finally giving up on bed shortly after dawn. Then I had two naps over the course of the day, and I'm ready to sleep again now, Even though I've had no dinner. On the bright side, the air conditioner has remained off all day, and might do so today as well. Less fortunate, Monday's possible rain has been canceled, and the triple digit highs will arrive Tuesday, then persist for the rest of the week. Well, shit. We're heading into Hell's foyer, and will have to go through the whole place before getting out the other side next fall. I'll try to make the best of the next couple of nights. They're likely to be the last coolness I'll get for a long time.
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52/457: Stocking Up	[Jun. 5th, 2026\|11:56 pm] rejectomorph
Groceries were acquired Friday, with adequate success. Most of what I ordered was in stock, including my donuts. There are things to cook during the brief cool period coming up in the middle of this week, and sandwich fixings and microwavables for the hotter days around them. Tonight I microwaved, as it is still beastly hot out. In fact, today was the day I finally turned on the air conditioner. I hated to do it, but it was that or suffocate. I won't be able to open the windows and turn the fan on for a few more minutes, and I'm counting them down until I can get to sleep. Shopping days are exhausting.
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