I'm Not the Only One Who's Back

So is the insomnia.

I'm not exactly sure what to do at 12:41 am. It's not really a prime hour for television programming, I doubt my downstairs neighbor would appreciate my using the opportunity to make progress on my house projects, I don't have a current book to read and if I start surfing I fear for the state of my Visa bill. 

But now it's 12:52, so there's eleven minutes gone.