Subterranean Beefworks

Giving you something

It's a little bit too late to begin writing. Beginning anything after 12am usually means either a shitty day at work or just some off-putting bags under my eyes. It also means I might not wake up in time for a shower, which would make it the second day in a row that has happened.

Things have gotten a little better in the sleep department though. Since putting in my air conditioner, I no longer have to endure the intervallic shattering of perfect night-time silence by this useless and disturbingly consistent, neighborhood-wide "beep." I am not sure when it started, but since then it has been a fixture of my backyard's auditory palette with a short "beep" every 30 seconds or so. Just seldom enough to torture, just quiet enough to infuriate, and just useless enough to make me want to find it and rip it from whatever it's installed in.

The air-conditioner has greatly improved things though. I get to sleep refrigerated, I get to drown everything else out with some frigid white noise, and I get to find some respite from the thick, oppresive heat of my top-floor apartment. Not bad, considering it's a hand-me-down from the girl who used to live in my room.

I think I'll go to bed now. Today was a long day, and not all-together that great. Closing my eyes now, however, promises another chance when I open them tomorrow morning.