There was hardly any "spin down" time involved; I laid down in bed, got comfortable, and was asleep in about ten minutes.
While asleep I had a dream that I was listening to something-or-other, and realized that what I really wanted to listen to was the CD that had "Night Fire" on it. I couldn't remember the name of it, but I knew it had that song on it, remembered what it looked like, and knew right where it was. In the dream I was going to go get it, but then decided I'd wait until the present CD was over.
I woke up, and I realized two things:
1) In the dream I had not been referring to Andreas Vollenweider's "Down to the Moon", which contains a song called "Night Fire Dance".
2) The CD I wanted to listen to in the dream does not actually exist.
The latter is the worst part. The CD was chock-full of really cool music, and I hadn't listened to it for a while, so I'd be able to enjoy the coolness to the fullest. I was really disappointed when I woke up and realized that there was no such CD in my collection, let alone reality.
Maybe I'll listen to the Vollenweider CD, just because.
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Anyway, I still haven't started on checking the bathroom wiring; that's next. I decided on a bacon mofo and had to go get it; and having just finished eating the thing I'm now approximately ready for action.
I couldn't help noticing that it's now cooler than it was this morning, though, when I first went to bed. I was actually chilly while driving to and from McDonald's; I ended up rolling the windows back up.
Yeah, it's that Chinese pollution that's doing it.