Not Enough Shut-Eye

Another entry in what's become a strange trend in dreams lately - I wake up because in my dreams I'm fighting. It doesn't take a huge amount of deduction to figure out why, ultimately - I'm one off those people who wakes up automatically, typically at a set time (it's been years since I've regularly used an alarm clock), and these "fighting" dreams always seem to come after a late night when the old body isn't quite ready to switch on again promptly at 7:30. So, dream-mind steps in, and I "fight" to wake up. QED, right?

What's weird is the way these fights are so darn frustrating - it's always me attacking someone, not the other way around; I'm not defending. And I can't usually connect, or can't connect enough, just end up reaching and not getting there or landing weak blows, just sort of angry bantering and windmilling around. And then I wake up because it's So. Damn. Frustrating.

What this says about my psyche, I have no clue. Other than I really seem to have a deep, abiding wish to hit people. In my dreams.

Browser Battles

Toys figured out what was wrong with Hotmail. Apparently, Microsoft had done some tweakage that "broke" Safari, says Toys. Which meant that I could get to my mail through - guess what? - switching back to the browser of hell, Internet Explorer. Ugh. But today it's working on Safari again, after two days of being down. Thanks a lotsky, Hotmail peeps, for bothering to beta-test (not) because surely you wouldn't want to just arbitrarily fix it so someone can't access their email, would you? Oh, and nice job posting something public for those trying to troubleshoot the wtf problem going on with their access, since they can't email you about the problem either, huh? Again, not.

Well, whatever. So now I have gmail set for my default LJ address. Two email addresses to keep track of doesn't make me overly thrilled, but I've been meaning to yank myself off the Microsoft teat for some time now anyway. They've been irking me more than usual politically. All that money, and still no backbone. What's it take?