When the forecast is 3000' fog banks and no chance of it burning off, what do I care what time I go to sleep or what time I wake up. It's all a big blur. It's so bad that when I wake up, I think first thing I'll do is jump in my car and head to the beach and soak in the grey depressingness. Take some music, take a notebook, maybe take my shakuhachi. Maybe I'll start doing this first thing every morning, er, afternoon.