Saturday: days seem longer and more confused when you don't sleep.

The flight was actually better than most.  For once it wasn't completely full, and I had an empty seat next to me. However, due to the daylight saving crap, Bart wasn't running when I got in.

So I got a peanut butter bagel.

And took over a gym.

 Then the train, and not enough almost sleep before someone came to wake me up.

Followed by hiking.

And BBQ.

And an otter cider.

Then some shopping for not me.

But I finally caught a damn Lapras.