Got a seat in the bar and a burger. I don't exactly know how overworked or bitter the kitchen staff was, but the burger was near solid salt. But I was starving, and I ate the damn thing.
Then just headed back home, futzed around for a couple of hours, and went to bed.
I've been up for a couple of hours now, while trying to figure out what in the world I was doing awake before noon. I finally got a response from the ISP on my situation - unfortunately the response was that they were forwarding the message to a different group.
So I'm kind of in limbo on that front. I can't really do too much until I have the email sorted out.
I've studied some more. I've paid some bills (That hurt). And I'm about to go out, get lunch, and shop for a mic.
How's that for a whole buncha text about very little?