The Ides Of July

Wednesday, Jul. 16, 2003 - 4:48 a.m.

As you can tell, I'm up late. Or early, depending on your point of view. This is the time of year when I apparently turn into a vampire. I know there's business that needs to be conducted during daylight hours, but somehow it's just nicer at night. Even here in San Francisco where the weather is moderate, I still function best in the wee hours. My body clock is so set in stone, I may have to face the fact that if I ever want to be a fully productive diurnal citizen, I may have to move to Australia.

I always find myself completely surprised at what time it is when online friends finally beg off and go to sleep -- usually around half past one a.m. -- but in three hours or so, the East Coast Early Bird Posse -- starring one of my best online buds, Kat -- begins logging on. I don't think I'm in too much danger of getting rickets, or jaundice, or whatever that thing is that people get when they don't get enough sunlight, but there's still just something romantic and irresistable about night time. This is the time of day when the public transit basically comes to a standstill out here in my neighborhood, and if my windows are open, the sound of the breakers becomes almost overwhelming.

There's a lot to be said for the daytime, of course.

But I've always been a night person.

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In other news -- Jamie defrosted his refrigerator freezer with an ice pick, and ruptured the freon line.

My only suggestion to him is this: Hide the ice pick before Nelson wakes up.

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How about that. Kat just logged on...:)

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