Flashy stayed over last night, Flashy being my sister's 11 lb pissant of a dog. Of course I love him. He's got this bizarre habit of crawling under the covers during the night which I find so odd. I don't mind dogs sleeping ON the bed, but under the covers is a bit odd for me. At least my crazy dreams took a break for one night. I've been having crazy dreams for the last couple of weeks. I think the subject of these dreams is what's causing my recent series of breakdowns.

I've got a couple of lazy dogs here. I'm hoping I can get a ride a little later in the afternoon, I really want to go see Brokeback Mountain but I'm not sure it's showing at one of the movie theatres here in my suburban hamlet.