The beginning of the End

ME: Well, isn't it a bit early for you to be up and about?
MYSELF: Why yes. Yes I suppose it is a bit early, though I do play at Cafe Bambino in an hour from now.
ME: Ah yes. So what did you do yesterday?
MY: Well let's see...I slept quite late. Friday night was a failed attempt to take it easy and go to bed early. Usually when I try, it's worse of than it would have been had I just gone about the partying. So...Friday night lasted until after 6am Saturday morning...though the last hour or so of that was spent organizing some things in the room after everyone else had fallen. I often have difficultly sleeping after surprise summer blizzards like we had that night. So I slept until 1pm.
ME: Wow! 1pm. That's quite late for you.
MY:: If now is quite early then I'm not sure if 1pm could possibly be quite late...I just don't think there is enough time between them to necessitate the use of a word of such extremity as "quite". But whatever. After a while Rob got up and cooked us breakfast. Did a lot of sitting in the sun and reading and writing yesterday. Then I got some stuff at the place of shopping and then did a bunch more organizing in the room. Almost there. Last night I went through most of the Cd's. That's a huge project in and of itself.
ME: Yeah and one that hasn't been done in quite sometime. Say, how's the coffee this morning?
MY: You know how it is with that little coffee pot. The first cup is always good...then the next always taste like ass. I think it's too small and so it burns fast. If you grab a cup now it should still be QUITE good!