Smallhouse Log

Second Sunday after Epiphany

AGH HATE DIURNAL SCHEDULE.

I (barely) managed to dodge two new life goals this weekend, but now I think I may have to move to Alaska, or some other place where I can literally live in constant darkness. I work during the day, and even if I didn't, classes are all during the day and OH MY STARS do I hate being awake during the day and asleep at night, especially being awake during the hours between seven and fourteen, especially during the winter ESPECIALLY if I find myself needing to walk, drive, or cycle southward BECAUSE accursed sunlight augh augh augh HATE. And I do travel south every weekday this winter at approximately ten-twenty AND I HATE IT.

I will live in the frozen north and I will not care about having to use a satellite Internet connection or how much it costs to heat my domicile or that no one will ever want to visit me. Actually, I would care that no one would ever want to visit me, but no one visits me living in a major metropolis smack in the center of the nation, so I think I could deal.

At least I'm learning to draw. And I patched those pants. And there's bread on the counter to savagely devour for breakfast. Truly, I am blessed. Just also, you know, really annoyed right now also.

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