Posthuman Blues

Circadian rhythms all screwed up, thanks to today's binge of lethargy and caffeine. Renewed protests tomorrow. (Actually, it is tomorrow...) I will log a report if I have any involvement with it. I managed a 10:00 coffee venture. Deserted streets; encroaching chill. I'm in need of a haircut.

Here's a blog just started by a college friend: sourtimes.blogspot.com. The depiction of the college town where I spent four years is spot-on. (Note: "Sour Times" is the name of a song by Portishead.)