Sleep is slowly getting better, but I still wake up around 12:15 like clockwork. Why? I have no idea.

Miss Dash doesn't want to do karate any more, but wait, there's a termination clause in the karate contract. We have to give 90 days warning. Fuck me. Well, fuck them. Still, we're stuck with the contract. We have to ride it out when we just don't have the money to waste.