I think I finally zonked out from 3-7. Good enough. There was enough patchy sleep beforehand that I was decently well-rested. And then I got some more sleep until 9-something.
Now, I will probably soon get something like lunch. Because, well, lunch. Or brunch. It will be at Platt.
It is still raining ash. No halleiluia here. (I am too lazy to look up the approved spellings via google.)