July 28th, 2005

ima ichiko shikigami

Mundane natter

Variable weather scrambles the head, yes. Monday was perfect July- hot, sunny, DRY. Tuesday was supposed to be 37 and thunderous, and instead was 24 and rainy, with grey humid air like a blanket. Turned on the AC just because the house was unbreathably stuffy. At which temperatures plunged and gave us duvet weather Wednesday, grey cold scattered rain that cleared into a rational cool evening and a decent summer day today: warm in the sun and cool in the shade. Having gone through three seasons in four days, and not been able to wake up on the last of them, any sense of 'now' I might have is completely foutu. This is not helped by reading Gene Wolfe's There Are Doors and an Ima Ichiko where no-one seems to be who they say they are.
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