8:53 a.m. - rolled out of friend's futon.
8:58 a.m.* - began crafting chocolate chip pancakes, far superior to Saga's.
9:06 a.m.* - ate chocolate chip pancakes as they came off the griddle.
9:45 a.m.* - began watching some of the most excellent episodes of Alias, ever.
11:15 a.m.* - flopped around.
12:45 p.m.* - made toasty sammiches and ate them.
1:10 p.m.* - preliminary readings of a new song by one Wiley DeWeese regarding a duck named Twinkle Toes.
2:05 p.m. - began creeping through the blinds at our soon-to-be-expected guest.
2:12 p.m.* - guest arrives! sight-reading and accompanying commences!
3:20 p.m.* - flopping resumes.
4:00 p.m.* - Chick-fil-A run for peppermint milkshakes. Mmmmmmm minty.
5:40 p.m.* - cooking! little sweet potato wedges with some nice spicy things.
6:20 p.m.* - ate more food, against my will.
7:00 p.m.* - more flopping.
7:42 p.m.* - departed for home. =(
8:10 p.m.* - many, many rounds of Scattergories. OK, just six. Still.
9:00 p.m.* - memory gap.
10:35 p.m. - hem and haw about what to blog about.**
10:54 p.m. - subject you all to wasting whole minutes of your life reading this.
*time is approximate
**ultimate inspiration came from ever-trusty sidekick masquerading as sister.