I went to bed at 10:00 p.m. Since trying to go to sleep:
1. The air conditioner spazzed out and tried to flood the bedroom again. Yay for LG air conditioners on an oak floor!
2. Some guy named Norman in the 347 area code keeps texting me “Hey Baby”. When he called and I answered he hung up and texted me again. I told him that he had the wrong number. He asked if I was a dude. I said yes. He said, “wrong number”. I said, “Peace”.
3. The nearby decommissioned Air Force Base’s jet repair facility is apparently testing some repairs because what I think is a 747 (it’s close enough to see both decks of windows) has buzzed the house twice and I can hear it approaching for a third go around. This started about 30 minutes ago. (It is currently 11:18 p.m.). Lawd knows I love me some airplanes, but the rule from my childhood applies, if you’re going to buzz the house with a plane, you’re going to take me for a ride.
I’m going to try to go to sleep again.
