Been in weed "withdrawal" for a week; haven't felt a thing except for feverishly vivid REM sleep, which I was really looking forward to anyhow.

Read a bunch of spoilers for old psychological thrillers before bed last night; dreamt accordingly. Didn't really mean to, but I have to admit I still enjoyed it. WILD story about being stalked through an Seattle Center-inspired shopping arcade by a teenaged otherkin I met in a hospital _and_ an assassin (played by Denzel?!) who was trying to kill her.

Still waiting on beds and stuff. We have a friend of a friend in the area who's got to clear out her late parents' house, so we have a lot of freebies being very kindly provided, but it's been a bitch arranging the logistics-- and tbh, after the Amtrak experience, I'm still a tad scared of all the things that could go wrong.

Having a really good chicken salad sandwich at Monkey Monkey Café. Not much else to report, really, except that the weather on the way up was objectively perfect and all you Seattle-ites should be sick with envy. >:D