J.K.Richard

…yet another late night, of late nightedness doing late nighted things.

Here’s to it being morning.

It’s okay. I spent most of it plotting.

[evil laugh]

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Dear Bed,
Per our previous agreement I was allowed to sleep if I thoroughly exhausted myself. I have met my half of the terms of our agreement today. Why am I being ousted after an hour and a half of down-time?
I suppose I will have to request an intervention on my behalf by the SleepyTime Counsul. [...]

Bed: “Meatsack.”
Me: “Hrmm?”
Bed: “Oh meatsaaack…”
Me: “Huh?”
Bed: “Meatsack!”
Me: “Huh.What?Yeah?”
Bed: “1:30 a.m. . Time to get up.”
Me: “Oh no, not again.”
Bed: “Yes. You’re done reading your eyelids, get out of bed!”

…and so here we are at 2:30 after an hour of attempted negotions with Bedtm. This has been an ugly trend this week [...]

I attempted to get some sleep. It’s 4a.m. and I’m back up with a pot of coffee on the brew. I think it’s back to surfing the intarwebs. Over the last few nights the subject of post witching hour surf topics have been: rural exodus (specifically Kansas), ethnography, Haiti, Suluwesi, buddhist art, and mehendi.

I think [...]