Sleep beckons. But before I collaspe into slumber, a hint if you will. If you get the chance, watch The Matrix on a IMAX screen. Aside from seeing latex clad heroines or heros (whatever floats your boat) the sound was stunning. Every shell as it hit the ground, every pane of glass as it shattered, every beep of a dialer, all of it, in glorious 3d Dolby ringing in your ears. Simply audio orgasms.
The plan for awakening:
Shopping in the morning, then meeting factgirl in the afternoon and Wintersweet in the evening.