I'm up, after some more peculiar dreams. The only thing I can remember is that I was at some Jerry's Deli in Tarzana or Canoga Park or somewhere, and waiting for my breakfast partner. For some reason, I got there three hours early. And my eating partner hadn't shown up at the appointed time so I ordered breakfast, then spoke to the eating partner who hadn't even left, then I left the restaurant. I didn't have my car (I don't know why), so I began walking. Then I realized I hadn't jogged, so I began jogging, only I wasn't wearing the right shoes so I stopped.