The same pair of earrings have been in my ears for a month. At least a month, actually. I used to wear a different pair every day, I used to be known for the earring collection. I still have the bobble menagerie, except now there doesn't seem to exist any motivation to get up and put a different pair on. It's the strangest thing.
It's been a sleepy day. It's been a boring day. It helps to know that it won't be much longer now, but it's not helping me keep my eyes open now.
And how am I amusing myself? Today, while opening returns, I played a solitaire game called Counting Mildreds. Actually, I think I do this involuntarily every day. Today the grand total was 3, so it's not like I have to count very high (that's lower than usual, though). Sometimes I listen to NPR on my Coby-buddy.
I do not have more than 28 days of this left. It might be 27, depending.