I can't believe this! I just lost over 15 minutes of typing because apparently Jaguar has some keyboard shortcuts that I wasn't aware of and I hit the wrong thing.

Now I have to try to remember what I was just posting and start over.
Light doesn't bother me, since I'm naturally nocturnal. (Okay, that was my previous opening sentence; I have no idea what came after that, so I'm going to go with the basics.) Moonbear, remember when I first started here and we'd be going from midnight to about 6:00 am? I really miss that, but circumstances don't allow for it any more.
We went to bed early tonight, because W has to leave for Lloyd again at 7:00. She actually turned off Law & Order at about 9:45 and we went to sleep. An hour later, the 4th thing that messes up my sleep, which I forgot about while making my first post, woke me up. I can't remember the technical term, but it's informally called 'restless leg syndrome'. A couple of ounces of Scotch as a shooter takes care of that nicely, but I had less than an ounce left, so here I am slurping back W's rum with Coke Zero. I'm on about 5 ounces right now, and about to pour another. (I think that the legs will be fine, as long as I can still convince them to carry me back to bed later.)
I made the mistake of logging in here, and now here I still am.
As for the cat thing, Lucy walking on me doesn't bother me at all. Her sleeping on my legs does if I'm awake, because then I can't move. If I'm asleep and she's on me, I move whether she likes it or not. When it comes to waking me up, she tickles my face with her whiskers, then breathes into my nose (purring, of course, so I can't get mad at her). If that doesn't work after a minute or so, she'll lick my hand or forehead. At least her disturbances are very quiet.
Funniest thing the other night; we tag-teamed her. Lucy was 'kneading' her claws on the bed, which you absolutely cannot break a cat of doing. W awoke to that with her usual 'Lucy! Quit scratching my covers!' and did a 'crack-the-whip' with the comforter. Lucy went straight up in the air and landed on me... right when my leg was beginning to twitch. As soon as she landed, I went into a muscular spasm and drop-kicked her across the room. All that I could see by the light of the clock was this big white ball receding into the distance with legs going in every direction. Then there was a muffled 'thud' when she hit the dresser. Next thing, she jumped back onto the bed purring her head off and went to sleep.
