In the Bad Sleep Zone lately.

Last night was better than the two days before, but Sasha deciding to be rowdy and fussy at 3am didn't help.

Because I slept so poorly, I could remember a dream from last night...

(Opposed to when I sleep well and deep.)

Anyway, I dreamt I was? In Japan? And someone mugged me at gunpoint twice.

It was the same person both times, so I guess I parsed as an easy mark.

(I recounted this to Angie, who always remembers her dreams, and she went 'what the fuck, go back to not remembering these')

It's been raining solidly all morning... it's nice...

ok it's a little less nice when it's pitch black out before 4pm

She's as cozy as always though.