So I dreamed again about being on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland. I have this dream with uncanny frequency. Of course the ride in my dreams is never anything like the actual ride, but still, it’s strange how much my subconscious seems to want to go to Disneyland. Not that I don’t always wish I were at Disneyland, but really…

That moth last night came and landed on my mouth while I was trying to sleep. Startled me half to death. I dunno where it is now; hopefully somewhere else and not in here.

Cat seems rather fond of me today ^__^

Now I will eat my leftover mac and cheese from yesterday.