I guess August is a special month for crickets. This is the second August I’ve lived in this apartment and have experienced the phenomenon that is cricket mating season. And for some reason, one particular cricket (I’m going to assume it’s the same one as last year–it sounds like him) likes to post himself beneath my bedroom window and sing his song all night long. I presume he’s workin’ his mojo, trying to attract some booty.

If so, he must be the most unsuccessful flirt in the cricket kingdom because you’d think if he was getting any he’d shut the hell up for at least a few minutes periodically. As it is, he chirps his chirp all night long in a ragged, sporadic cadence that is just too off beat to serve as white noise for me. As such, he makes it awfully hard for me to fall asleep.

August is going to be a ridiculously busy month. It’s already off to a bang-up start and there is no end in sight. I’ll be getting my cavities filled, getting new glasses, moving for the 9th time in 11 years, attending yet another DragonCon with the St. Pete Geeks (not all of whom are from St. Pete anymore), delivering the final round of Tanya’s belongings to Katie and Nicole’s place, giving a presentation on Information Architecture to my entire studio here at work on the 22nd, and celebrating lots of birthdays and anniversaries. None of it is really worrying me, but all of it is distracting.

Early this morning the cricket started chirping and I rolled over and hit the snooze button. It’s going to be a long month.