The Friday After (the F5)

It's 11:45 p.m.

I'm in the bed, about to put this Mac down.

But I have something to say to you.

Here it is:

My feet hurt.

I'm tired.

And Friday morning, I'm gonna sleep late.

Well, until about 6:30 a.m., when I'm going to get up, get ready, and take a bunch of friends to breakfast.

After that?

MAYBE a nap.