Once again feelings upon waking match the data: tired. Stress is likely the cause of a night spent thrashing enough to loose the fitted sheet, but Delta-9 THC is not a longterm solution. Magic has a price, or at least high tolerance issues, so an actigraph like an earthquake swarm it is.
Every spring I argue with my wife over eliminating the small section of lawn bordering our neighbor’s yard. Tree shade makes the grass thin and it’s a pain to water, so I’d like to curve the stones in an arc and fill the area with mulch. She does not. We’ve lived her 13 years.
History repeats:
“We are not aware of–and I don’t believe there is any issue with–the longevity of the material and anything becoming or emerging as a weakness or crack over time,” he said. “There is no information that we have that that’s the case.”
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I wanted something that kept me from losing my Apple Pencil and that looked nice when I was using my Apple Pencil. The Wave Pen Tray does both. The Walnut color seemed darker than the Etsy picture, but I prefer that, and the texture is not as smooth as it looks, but it looks great.
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A faulty “thermistor” may be causing my water heater to malfunction, not Maxwell’s demon trying to escape the “heat pump” housing as I suspected. So why was the technician wearing a purple wizard hat and drawing a pentacle in “red paint” on top of the tank?
The “gotcha” season has begun for flora and fauna in the Piedmont, or low hills, of North Carolina. Blossoms, Green Anole lizards, even a Black Swallowtail butterfly, all spotted this week, all doomed the next cold snap. Mother Nature has no fucks to give.
How I know I am old: an incoming call notifies me simultaneously on my Apple Watch, iPad, Mac, and iPhone—always reminding me of the ending of Lawnmower Man—but no matter what device I am using I run to find the iPhone.
The ubiquitous sign in every skilled nursing facility stating day, date, year, president, and so on, had a local twist in northern Ohio.
[the] season is winter.
[the] weather is cloudy and cold.
I could not help but finish this slant-haiku:
daylight is fading.
Instead of a whimsical snowman brought to life with a magic hat, Cleveland snow looks like something possessed by a nether spirit, growing and shrinking with falls and melts, but with an ever darkening core. Do not eat this snow.
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