It is the first of July, and while I am too tired to be properly grumpy about this, it’s in the wind. It’s not quite yet at the point where I hate summer, but I definitely don’t like it much. At some point yesterday, I got to the point of being overheated, which makes me twitchy and stupid and slow, and at the same time often keeps me from sleeping well, and gives me weird dreams, which last night featured various Muppets. I had therapy-like conversations with Big Bird (which is nightmarish enough on its own), and a sort of SCA-oriented/interview thing with a council of Muppets, with Statler and Waldorf providing commentary, just out of my reach, and something else about needing to put bins out and the wrong Muppet being in the bin. Today is blessedly cooler, but the rest of the week looks like it’ll be warm again, and I’m really going to have to be careful in order to retain any brain at all.
Involution