From the Orwellian land of eternal Summer.
Three and twenty circles around the Sun.
Finally got desktop monitor replacement. No more reboot loops with ancient laptop.
I remember when I was thirteen I had a printout of the Greek Pantheon between a plastic cover and my desk in class (the reference card from the computer game Zeus: Master of Olympus). Once when the teacher had the class shuffle seats a rather pious classmate flung the thing at me before I could take it out myself. Guess she hated polytheism.
Monitor’s lines of dead pixels turned into epileptic flashing with warped display. Now back on old laptop. Dies occasionally. Guess I have to make do before I can justify a new purchase.
June First. Sprained ankle but due to said misfortune met a person of interest. Something of a history lesson. Sat or rather laid down in ambulance. Awkward fuss. Young doctor judged unlikely that anything was broken. No trip to the hospital for exposure to radiation. Good news in itself as uninsured. Given almost moldy looking paracetamol tablets in a plastic bag. Hastily scrawled note. Typically illegible. Limped the way out for a cab to curious stares. Handed two tens and received three twos from driver. Wallet left considerably emptier. Had fare rounded down 44 cents because the old bloke liked the conversation. Something about divergent viewpoints. Escalator wit upon closing door. More limping.
Guess who sprained his ankle during a physical test?
A decade ago when I was in hospital and they shifted me to semi-solid foods, they minced the stuff into mush. I still had my nasogastric (nose to stomach) tube in then. I mouthed in a spoonful of green mush thinking it to be celery. It turned out to be broccoli instead. I gagged. Then back up it came, together with the end of the tube, so I had both ends in my face. In from the nose, out through the mouth. I hope you weren’t hungry.