Still with the fragmented sleep, but last night was the last night taking 3.5 mg of melatonin. Tonight it will be 5 mg. If that's not enough, I'll go to 10. If that's still not enough, then obviously there's nothing I can do about it. I still say I'm just not meant to sleep well most of the time. Didn't get much REM sleep, so maybe that's a factor in today's fatigue.

At least I had an interesting dream involving Nane. We moved into her building in Munich, of all places, and I made sure to get the vacant apartment next to hers. One day, while Tom was out wherever, I could hear the faint strains of music coming through the wall. The singer wasn't singing in German, but it wasn't a language I recognized, and I figured that, knowing her, it was likely Turkish or Greek. I thought of going over there and asking her to turn it down to see if she would recognize me, and then denying I had any idea she was our neighbor if she did.

Why, oh why, doesn't Facebook have an option to disallow friend requests from everybody? It's either allow them from everybody or from friends of friends. First, I've got Nancy friending me, who hasn't made the slightest attempt to interact with me in any way, and now a friend of hers sent me a friend request. Looks like it might be a cloned account, though I can't tell for sure. I left a note in the group saying that if we haven't talked before, one of us has already deleted the other, or the account looks suspicious, I'm not adding you!

As a true crime junkie, I follow a lot of crime news, particularly when it comes to female criminals. There's this pediatrician, named Neha Gupta, who was fired, who had a four-year-old daughter and a bitter custody battle going on with the kid's father. She had already lost a huge amount of money in court to the guy. So she came from Oklahoma to Florida and rented an Airbnb where she claimed her daughter drowned in the pool in the middle of the night. Only problem was that the kid's lungs and stomach were dry, and there was bruising inside the mouth suggestive of smothering. 

Okay, help me out here. How the hell can a doctor, of all people, not know that drowning victims always have water in the lungs? And how could she not know that there would be evidence of smothering? I can't believe she could possibly be that dumb, so my only guess is that she wanted to go to prison. I think she got fed up with everything—from life to the kid to the ex—and decided to give it all up and turn her life over to prisons to feed and house her without interference from the kid or ex. I'm sure part of it was also spite toward the ex. Florida has the death penalty, so she may get a lot more than just a break from the outside world on sentencing day. I think they should kill her. Why should the taxpayers pay to feed and house her for the rest of her life?

That brings me to another subject Tom and I were debating the other day. He's against the death penalty, saying that even DNA can be disputed, as a rapist can always claim sex was consensual. They always do, too, but there's usually other evidence to back up the victim's story. I'm both for it and not. Yes, those convicted of violent crimes, whether they include a sexual element or not, should be killed because society simply doesn't need animals like that or to spend money caring for them for the rest of their lives. Besides, sex offenders can't be rehabilitated. 

On the other hand, as a documentary I've been watching on YouTube has shown, life in prison can be a much harsher punishment than death. The show listed all the shit they have to put up with, and having done six months of county time, I can say for sure, without a doubt, that everything they said was 100% true. So it's great that Krista Pike got to eat shitty food, have subpar healthcare, cold showers, listen to nonstop screaming and yelling, sleep on uncomfortable beds, be told what to do, and have no say in where she goes, what she eats, what she wears, etc., but now it's definitely time to go, so I really hope they uphold her execution date next fall.