It's 7 in the mourning.
I woke up at noon yesterday. I promply lounged around for about an hour. Then I finished priming my basement walls untill I had to go to work at 5.
I busted my ass on the frier at TGI Fridays untill 1:30 this mourning. When I got out of work I picked up a six pack, smoked one to the gord, popped on some live Moe. with Trey, and put the finishing coat down on the entire basement. I just finish and I gotta say, I feel great, it's been a fantastically productive day and I can go to bed feeling good.