It's a bit after 10 am and I'm already showered and reading the news while munching on a banana. And I feel like I slept in. Sleep schedule fix: check.
Pardon my manners, but not since Strom Thurmond's death on June 26, 2003, have I been so pleased to see that a fellow human being had died: Good riddance Jesse Helms, you remarkable piece of shit. It's like the best July 4th ever.