I ended up staying awake all night, fiddling out designs and code for weird-ass "inside out" "reverse connected" sshd that's my current fun task for work. I also futzed around with gopchop, excising out all the commerials in my complete collection of season one of Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. Oh, and also proofing a draft of one of Charlie Stross's pending novels.
Right as sky had fully turned light that Friday morning, I finally crashed. I sent an email to my officemates telling them I would be in on Monday, and then slept `til after one, when Kiddi finally pushed me off my pillow.
That evening was my semi-default Friday evening, Fish Friday at omahas. We enjoyed some nice thick halibut chowder. To make it more palatable to Kouryou-chan, elfs thru in a handful of minced currents, which worked extremely well with the fish. I'd read that centuries ago, fruit and meat typically "went together", and it's only relatively recently in Europe-descended cooking that fruit was exiled to dessert, and meat was always savory.
We all vegged for a while. After Omaha and Kouryou retired, Elf and I watched a couple of episodes of a remarkably cute anime, the name of which I cannot recall, but I'm sure he can chime in in a comment here to remind me. The main story was interesting, the characters were well designed and fleshed out, it was sweet and romantic and touching. It just needed to lose the completely wrong opening music, and get rid of the painfully out-of-context giana mecha battles.
Now I'm dozing off on their guest futon, while Dinah is snoring away between my feet.