bubosquared | (no subject)

You know, the thing about summer that always throws me isn't the heat--I can handle that with shorts and skirts and the airco at work and a fan at home, and by chanting "It'll be over soon," because this is, after all, Scotland, and it will be over soon. It's that it's so light out all the time, especially around this time, as we're closing in on the Equinox, and it gets me more since moving here, because in my mind, the UK is east of Belgium, and I huess I wasn't quite prepared for exactly how long it stays light out up here, compared to back home, and I do like going out for a walk late summer evenings (which i did tonight, hence this conveluted thought), but it kinda throws off my bioclock a little.

In other news, I'm watching this thing on the summer of '89 (what is it about long hot summers and huge changes in the UK, by the way? '67, '78, '89, ... not 2000 as far as I can remember, which would be the logical next step, but there's one more in the series), and um. WTF happened to Jason Donovan? o_O

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I hear ya. It hardly ever gets dark here any more, which is nice, but it does mean I feel guilty for staying indoors and watching tv, and there's no way I can go to sleep before about 11...

I ... I can't go to sleep before 11 anyway, not unless I want to waky up at four in the morning again. Um. Yes.

Well, to be honest, even that's getting to be a bit of a tall order. It's 11.10 now, and it's still light enough to read inside without the light on -- kind of distracting.