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Picking up Dru at the airport apparently involves staying up until 12:30, getting a call from him meant to wake me up, and then going to bed. Only to wake at 2, 4:30 and 5:45, before finally getting up ten minutes before the alarm. My subconscious knows when I have to be somewhere early and on time - it doesn't let me sleep very deeply, and my cats are in on the conspiracy.

So Dru's back, and I have no plans for the day. He may play with the car. I may clean or attempt it. Other things may happen.