MS must die.
MS installed more updates and I have... 1.38 GB of free space, even after I deleted some more stuff. This is crazy. I can't fully get rid of Office and Edge - or Explorer. My screen is freezing up and commenting gets stuck. As far as visitors to this journal, the main one looks like it is associated with MS. After that, it's Maryland, Virginia and WDC. Am I really such a threat? And why don't you save all of your updates to the humidity in this room? The next thing you are going to want to take is my DNA. We have all made you rich and in exchange you want to pump us full of antiviral mRNA vaccines. You are crazy people. Crazy people! Everyone in Washington state is crazy. That's what I always say. It's the new Florida.
I really did not want to go to sleep last night. And, yes, my dog awoke with a bark - at the same time of night as when a mousetrap awoke him the night before. After that, I showed him the mouse, and said, "poor mouse!" at various times of the next day. He was like, "Let's not think about that," and that precisely the sort of thinking that feeds dreams. And he knows how scary a mousetrap can be when it goes off on his nose. So, yeah, I am pretty certain he thought he was a big mouse caught in a big trap. After he awoke from that dream, he was antsy for hours, pacing and shaking his head. It's a good thing he stopped smoking.
After being awake quite late, last night, I awoke right on time to take dog out in the morning. More humid and wet out there. (Even though it is cooler than in here, I am not opening a window, because of the cursed humidity). More heat, later today. So, I made my decaf mocha, noticing that the narcissists next doors, "we are up," light was on, strangely. They might be drunk. I noticed that they drink. But, they are not an untogether couple. They get something delivered every other day from Amazon. Maybe the scheme of their grown-up life is that every day is supposed to be like Christmas. Which may be why they are also screwed up.
Despite my feeling bizarrely awake, now, I am also deeply fatigued - but it is buried. My eyes are blurry I might go to sleep again. On schedule for today: back to car-shopping, making various small calls, and possibly preparing for a trek tomorrow. Can't proceed with that if I don't take care of deep hidden fatigue now. But, it is good that I have muchly overcome the last relapse, though. Notice how I don't give a damn that I am rambling stupidly in this post? I like variety. Although some would argue. That's the way of some. How about a bagel? But no more bagels for Microsoft! They've been a bad empire.
I really did not want to go to sleep last night. And, yes, my dog awoke with a bark - at the same time of night as when a mousetrap awoke him the night before. After that, I showed him the mouse, and said, "poor mouse!" at various times of the next day. He was like, "Let's not think about that," and that precisely the sort of thinking that feeds dreams. And he knows how scary a mousetrap can be when it goes off on his nose. So, yeah, I am pretty certain he thought he was a big mouse caught in a big trap. After he awoke from that dream, he was antsy for hours, pacing and shaking his head. It's a good thing he stopped smoking.
After being awake quite late, last night, I awoke right on time to take dog out in the morning. More humid and wet out there. (Even though it is cooler than in here, I am not opening a window, because of the cursed humidity). More heat, later today. So, I made my decaf mocha, noticing that the narcissists next doors, "we are up," light was on, strangely. They might be drunk. I noticed that they drink. But, they are not an untogether couple. They get something delivered every other day from Amazon. Maybe the scheme of their grown-up life is that every day is supposed to be like Christmas. Which may be why they are also screwed up.
Despite my feeling bizarrely awake, now, I am also deeply fatigued - but it is buried. My eyes are blurry I might go to sleep again. On schedule for today: back to car-shopping, making various small calls, and possibly preparing for a trek tomorrow. Can't proceed with that if I don't take care of deep hidden fatigue now. But, it is good that I have muchly overcome the last relapse, though. Notice how I don't give a damn that I am rambling stupidly in this post? I like variety. Although some would argue. That's the way of some. How about a bagel? But no more bagels for Microsoft! They've been a bad empire.