I: 
-crawled out of bed around noon 
-saw Arc hanging about down the hall and drafted him to 
     help me unload last night's (club) stuff from the 
     car, up a flight of stairs and into the house 
-let him sit in front of the TV and watch Really Crappy 
     Sci-Fi (ie, "The Langoliers") while I: 
          -returned everything to their proper places 
          -talked to Thistle 
          -read a Really Crappy Zine (ie, "We Think We're
           So Cool", no, not its real name) 

Then we: 
-went to The Habit, home of really great burgers that you 
     can smell from the Shell station across the street 
     when you're filling up 
-went to a coffee shop on a delightfully deserted Main 
     Street 

I: 
-am tired... really tired