After all the ocular festivities, I managed to take my dilated self to Oakridge, where I wandered about, enjoyed the halos and glows around everything, and got a teeny bit of Christmas shopping done.

Which would be Timmie's present. I thought I had one more person down, but the store was out. Dammit.

At 6:30pm, Timmie and I had a pleasant dinner at a remarkably under-crowded CPK, then did some more wandering.

We both left for home about 8:30pm, and I proceeded to do very little even remotely productive until I went to sleep at 1:00am.

A couple of hours at 8:00am this morning, accompanied by a McDonald's #3 breakfast, then more sleep until 1:00pm.

And now I'm continuing in my tradition of non-productivity, though I am doing laundry...

For some reason I have a fondness for clean underwear.