Awake

I'm not sure if this counts as insomnia given that the clocks went back to winter-time on Sunday, so what you see as "5:04 a.m." is six in the morning to my bodyclock; nonetheless, I am awake earlier than I intended. The time change is doubly annoying this year because North America switches a week later (perhaps it is like this every year but I never noticed it before). Why the time change cannot be coordinated (or done away with) is beyond my comprehension. Bah.

Strange dreams: I was hired as photographer for a celebration involving some buddies from the Great Big Computer Company, but when I got there it turned out to be a fashion shoot involving some SL friends instead of the GBCC guys, which turned out to be a cover for a shoplifting scam on a grand scale organized by the Russian mafia. I woke up while trying to figure out how to tip off the store security without getting us all killed.

More later.