Tired, even in my dreams

One of the hallmarks of this blog is the weird, f-bombed up dreams I have. Last night, I had some doozies (all of them are escaping me now in the pitch black of 4:55am morning). But the one I do remember was that something at work was broken and I was being called into fix it (happened yesterday morning) but the kooky bits were that I was so tired to get out of bed and go work on this problem.

I guess I am even lazy in my fantasies.