Got home last night around midnight and surfed teh intarw3bz briefly. I then toddled back down the stairs, built a fire in the chimenea, and settled in on the porch with some Snake Dog IPA and my umpteenth re-reading of Heinlein's To Sail Beyond The Sunset. I went off to bed at three and no alarm was set, so when I awoke at 10:00AM, I was feeling nice and rested. This would make for a nice routine.
*pirouettes* How'd it work? Do I look snarkier?
We'll see how this plays out, with the inevitable speedbump of Saturday morning looming in the middle distance.